Won’t the breeze that makes the tulips dance
know the feel of its petal
Won’t your expressive eyes
read through the hints I leave behind
When the clouds garnish the blues of the sky
I read your face in the maze that change
With every step I take and with every move I make
I turn around to check if you are still around
Even when my steps take me toward you
Why won’t you see what I feel
Like the petals, I droop alone for you to say the words
Is silence I yearn to be yours someday
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