Late at a Pavement

It might be already too late

When she and I were teased by fate

To meet at a lonesome pavement

Just for a very short moment.

It was exactly the time then

I was feeling hurt from within,

She simply let the falling rain

To make the sun shine once again.

That's how the well disposed nature

Of such a loveliest creature

Had made hundred wounds being cured

Of the heart who had been tortured.

Though we had just met for a while,

It was enough for her dazzling smile

To keep me walking at an aisle

That was measured a billion miles.

But it was already yesterday,

Today, she is just a memory,

The One had called her away,

What right of mine to make her stay?.

Yet I can't help my tears to fall

Every moment I can recall,

Her eyes, her lips, her face, her all

Were already parts of my soul.

I'm glad, however, we acquaint,

For sweet are the reminiscence,

Hoping somehow, later we'll meet

When sun of mine will also set.