The
affairs of the heart
Sometimes
it last in the run
Sometimes
it just disappears
Leaving
a trail of tears and sorrow
Sometimes
it is like heaven
Tasting
the forbidden fruit
It
never wants to go away
It
lingers for a while
Sometimes
it haunts the lovers
Once
the break-up is done
Leaving
a bad page why it begun
The
affairs of the heart
It's
like a comet passing through
The
passionate glow now fizzles out
Leaving
behind the ashes of time
Of a
page full of intimate fire and coldness
Sometimes
it haunts the lovers
When
period of memories slip through
Of a
time in the page of a history
The
affairs of the heart stirs
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