It started with a call one day.
Now she wants it everyday.
Cos our love grows day by day.
Longing to be together without delay.
But With you lying on the bed.
In an hospital.
And your life deteriorating little by little.
And your mouth fed with the daily bread.
how do you expect me.
To be the honey.
Without you my bee.
And me read the A-Z without a B.
I want you to recover.
For us to be a full time lover.
And without any asunder.
For together we will be forever.
But it was cut short.
By the news of your death.
And with dripping tears so fresh but hot.
It thus seize my breath.
