Covetable

I was trembled with love
whenever I saw her.
But it was not passionate.
My mind was needed to say
Which is enough.
She was on right and smiled
ways.
She had declared through
me;
The flashes love
I was waiting for her shadows 

I loved her in my fathom 
heart.
My love was on her shadows.
All my love songs were borne
from it.
The breezing counts of her
love words healed me much more 
She made a lull song for me.
My heart beats changed for 
the love of doom.
Although were not see each other
We were not conceived an iota
of love in our eyes.