You and I were walking through the pavement,
Pebbles and grasses stepping through the dry land.
Echo pervades the land to the beautiful serenade he played.
Supined under the firmament aurora,
Together amiable and asinine.
Oblivion of what is being around.
Alas!Have to be apart then we were akin
Then I hold you tight; now I bid you goodbye ,
Solitude in a far away land with a lonely Philomel.
© jolly