my galery

WHERE I GO? by tony vialy

silent heart

silent heart

while the rain came
fetter my aloneness heart
remembered piece love story
ever
and still remaining in the recesses of my mind

warmth of our love was beautiful
full of joy and sorrow
but the separation is to be answered
in order to reach all your dreams

I own now through all this pain
injuries which I lost in desolate
but it must be rid of all our stories
live on your own without the accompanying