The Last Line: A collection of poems

If I were to live much longer,

My love for you would be so much stronger,

For you dwell in the depths of my heart,

So sweet; you seem like honey, and smart.

When I close my eyes to see you,

Distant planets appear in a charming view.

Your lips also seem like the full round moon,

Your face is like the dawn or the sun at noon.

Like the scent of roses when we meet together,

When we whisper to the breeze and love each other.

When we see that cloud, that comes with rain,

When the flutes of love play our tunes again.

When the sun of hopes does never change,

Yet, life will continue with us. How strange!