My Inspirer...

my inspirer to love... whom taught me the passion... my inspirer to all meanings of words love... and all feelings to all dalliance... my inspirer lady... where are you from this dark night... where are you.. and why you left the sky dark without your brightness... where are you my moon... come please and light up again my sky... its so gloomy without you... where is my life, which runaway from me... where is my soul, which it got out from my worn body... did my inspirer left me alone... and left me while i am suffering the agony of death... left me here in this corner in this house... my days became sleeplessness... ..insomnia... ..worries... ..scares... ..fancy... ..madly in love... ..longing... and desires... where i can find more words... to let her knows about that what is inside... so maybe i can make her happy... and let her sleep on the happiness... the happiness which she wanted always... please my cried bird on me... tell her about the tear which lived in my eye... and about the pains which stayed forever in my heart... and about my love-sickness... oh and about the eagerness for her... tell her how much i adore and love her... more please you have to tell tell her that i love you... love you... love you... till she realizes, that i can`t bear a life without her... and only through your eyes, my poems get alive...