The Roar of a Departing Airplane

Like the dreams in your daily horoscope that come alive within the pages of an astrology' book... written by someone who reads into the distant stars: the roar of a departing airplane, disappearing into clouds, is your crude awakening to reality... finding everything else, but me! I booked my flight in a hurry last night, everything we secretly shared lost its sense of delight; I shouldn't remember when the times when I came to you and brought you roses! Like all the words that sound too sweet, I let them go inside me so true and deep; another destination, another lonely city... where I'll settle down and face a clueless destiny! There I'll find more women easy to love, making no demands, pretenting to give; in their arms,with skin smelling of perfume, I'll dream of you...when those roses bloom! Nothing can keep me here, even pity can't move me; we started a passion full of flames, forgetting about our tender ways! Everything seemed everlasting... never thinking of a sad ending! The loud road of a departing airplane shouts off the sound of this voice; I ask for forgiveness with my tears, but you can't be found anywhere!