Lost lovers in the dark

I know you’re not real But I’d like to believe you exist out here in this great wide world, somewhere. Maybe you’re the every other person that’s walking down the street. Maybe you have a billion eyes of all colors. The howling of the wind is a song Written and sung by you For me

I could, in the night

I could sit out here and draw… no I could sit by the fire with my lover, Calm, with the warmth of his body I could sit on a tree with my legs hanging And play with the moon that shines between the swaying branches And with the tantalizing stars I’ll try singing a verse

Underneath a pool of moonlight

Blame it on the full moon baby Scattered stars You in my arms Glow on you and glow on me Moon Bless us with your love Glow like you We were to come to Being like one Glow in me baby, glow near me We’re like nightingales Hummingbirds of the dark Singing a tune, silent

हिजो बार बजे (Last night at 12 o’clock)

हिजो बार बजे सूतन गयेको, अनि एक बजे तिर निंद्र लाग्यो… झ्याल मा ठुलो चंद्रमा थियो, अनि 4:50 मा ऊठेको… तेस पछि घुम्या घुमै Last night at 12 o’clock went to bed, then around 1am sleep came… on the window there was full moon, and at 4:50 got up… afterwards… endless run. 20100728