Twinkling and turning

The flowers are falling and night is approaching.

There is a flash of your image twinkling and turning.

The sound of your voice keeps me reminding.

That the way we first met in that learning.

You were there and looked so pretty.

I was falling for you and it wasn’t easy. 

Tried to talk but I felt uneasy. 

And moments passed and it was history.

Now all those times were not coming soon. 

I go to the window and stare at moon.

The sound of the river sings a song. 

And I fall asleep in your thoughts.

You were there and looked so pretty. 

I was falling for you and it wasn’t easy. 

Tried to talk but I felt uneasy 

And moments passed and it was history.

I surf the television and find fascinating movies. 

The sci-fi elements remind me of your talkies.

I just wonder what happened to love stories.

And just realize it’s just in its initial stages of journeys.

You were there and looked so pretty. 

I was falling for you and it wasn’t easy. 

Tried to talk but I felt uneasy. 

And moments passed and it was history.

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