Tenderness
Earth is empty now, without you.
How do I survive this hour or two?
Leaves are falling still on garden grounds
As the taxis rush through autumn streets
But alone I'm on this empty Earth without you...
And you, you fly through the stars gifting you with their tenderness...
It was just as empty on this Earth
When Exupery had flown his plane
And the leaves still fell on garden grounds
And the Earth was sunned to think at how
She could live without him being there whilst he flew
And all stars have been gifting to him their tenderness
Earth is empty now, without you here,
If you can, please come back soon.....