I have a strong desire to die in your arms,
To melt in the heat of your passion,
Your love makes me burn in obsession,
The more close you come
The lonelier I feel
It is killing
Every minute
Meeting results in parting
Then the wait starts
For next meeting.
These planning, pining and craving
Leave me lonely and raving.
I stare at half moon at lonely night
How closely it resembles my plight!
So incomplete and yet so calm
It alone bears the painful qualm
