The Mysterious Stranger
Girl with a Yellow Umbrella by Daniel Xiao Why do I care so much About that mysterious stranger? Dying to get a glimpse of her, To see that fabulous smile, To listen to that melodious voice, And my heart's wish, To Never to let her go.. Am I going crazy? Or is it just my heart? Who runs like a child Towards a cotton candy; Or dances like a peacock, in the first rain; Or flowing like a river, Into the vast ocean of, Bewilderment.. The pain It feels, Is more real than, It's very own existence Dying to greet, Its mysterious stranger... - The.Lazy.Philosopher