Love Me Or Not
Like the dews on the tip of grasses,
I stood on your lap uncertain of how long I can keep my grip
Even the slightest of wind may wipe me as it passes
And I would just fall down to vanish beneath in a sip
You may smile behind in ecstasy,
As you would have lost your burden away
But who would care after all; it would be mere fallacy,
As I would be moved astray.
And in my absence you would cry,
Not with the tears of grief but in delight
And I would watch you from behind in sigh,
In despair, loss of my dream light.
For now you pretend to hold me warm
But I still rest on your bosom fearful of falling off your arm!!!
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