Monday, April 26, 2010

My sunshine and rain

My heart I have lost and nothing for me to gain;
though your dearth, I find pleasure inside this pain.
Pleasurable it may be to not love and refrain; also it may be sane;
but I cannot seem to stop loving you and no feelings from this madness I abstain.
I’m mad about you – you’re my sunshine and my rain.

1 comment:

  1. lovely poem... awoke some feeling in me.