Poem Hunter
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


Poem By Aram Stefanian

Ride, sail, fly or drive
Just tell me the day
When you arrive

I'm tired of waiting
It's breaking my heart
I'm losing my mind

Being oceans apart
This sly time is stealing
The only love from me

I'm fed up with dreaming
Of happiness like it used to be
I was younger and dumber

And I did not care
How I miss our summer
The joy we could share

The colors look faded
Under the leaden sky
Our hopes are X-rated
But they cannot die

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