Distance
Oh mine! Oh mine!
As the crust of the earth
The wind blows north south
Waiting for that day when it brings you west
Imaginations are filled
Thoughts overflows the heart
Mine o mine far away you seem
Echoes coming from an angle
Even as it fades away
Wishes are selfish as its all that matters
Hope will find you before i pass
Fate will bring you even after death
the battle field is a field of love
My hearth throb will be here
Longing for a touch....
This side or the other.
Roseline Olajide
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