You've imprisoned Me in Your time's Frame. Hence I can't forget You. The Name I bear in my Heart Is Yours, Is always Aflame. Earlier I was a Traveller Like a soulless Prose, Into the forest of feelingless Words, Without Aim. This time You've transformed Me Into a Poem. ©Kdee14
Make a dome of Love, after my death, somewhere in this world. I won't mind, if there is no river beside.