Creeps Like the Wind
by Jane Francis de Vera
A life burst out in tranquility With a mournful voice asking for pity A music softly weeping in my veins Love, creeps like the wind. Oh, love starts to engulf As I go on my way blindfolded I try to evade and whiff But love creeps like the wind Love, a poison smeared in my body And make my life full of fatuity I'll always fizzle when I pretend Because love creeps like the wind |