Return my sentences,
Return my weakness,
Return my words,
Return my emotions.
My words long gone to you, are pale now in my soul.
Those words were my passion – of which am now intrigued to implore.
Do me a favor,
Return to me my lovers
Who share pure love with my soul.
Along the terrainous stretches –
We walked together.
Uttering and inspiring words of comfort and promise.
Was it not ‘her’, who made me move on?
My mind still n a trance
For those words mesmerize
Do return my poems.