My solitude, to you
I wished to compose a melody
With just you, me, and love to be
Could I weave lullabies, soft and sweet,
And cradle you in my arms, our love complete,
Such a passion that would eternally greet
A tune everyone would long to sing,
Yet no one could halt the parting, the sting
Should one day I turn impolite,
Vanish, fade away from sight,
My solitude, to you, takes flight
May our blossoms, in perpetuity bloom,
No more loss, no more memories' gloom,
In the tapestry of spring's sweet perfume
If I could weave lullabies, softly, caress,
And in my arms, you'd gently acquiesce,
Such a love, an eternal tenderness
A song that every heart would pine,
But none could cease the rain, the parting's sign
If I turned impolite one fateful day,
And in silence, went my way,
In your care, my loneliness would sway
May our blossoms forever gleam,
No more loss, just memories and dreams
If one day I act impolite,
Vanish, take flight from your sight,
I aspired to craft a song so bright
