Love till last breath

Like chirping of birds signals spring
your call hits my phone
and my dwindling pulse upswings
for the dark night has gone, and it’s dawn
no more wretched soul now, no more reason to mourn
for we will meet again in the land of unknowns
Meeting will be a memory, date will appear on my gravestone
As you walk like an unblemished queen dressed in daydream with crown
I shall wait underneath the barren tree till you reach me, singing the birdsong.


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