(Whispher to me your song)
Are you the words that whispher'd soft and cold?
If yes, then I shall but writ many songs,
Letting words create a stories to hold
Either fiction or not , 'twould be so long.
Each line are breath of hearts and song for love;
Never knows how it start, ne'er knows how it ends,
Cause when heart sounds ..... I question HIM above:
Are this the setting so long my life Bends?
Now if yes,, then I shall love with no bound.
Did HE make a twist out of the song I made?
And if yes, i'll wait 'til our chorus sound----
Resound o'er start and wish that end will fade
....Now, if this song hath disprove me; I shall
....But ne'er writ anymore or love at all.....