Distance

Oh mine! Oh mine! As the crust of the earth The wind blows north south Waiting for that day when it brings you west Imaginations are filled Thoughts overflows the heart Mine o mine far away you seem Echoes coming from an angle Even as it fades away Wishes are selfish as its all that matters Hope will find you before i pass Fate will bring you even after death the battle field is a field of love My hearth throb will be here Longing for a touch.... This side or the other. Roseline Olajide