#77 red tulips

I'm walking down the aisle,
slowly and quietly,
while breeze blowing ever so gently.
Thick fog disappearing,
sunset in the morning,
birds singing mellow melody.

And I'm bringing red tulips,
with tears down the cheeks,
to be put on your coffin,
just like in my dream.

Red tulips, the symbol of an undying love.

I take a seat, out of a hundred,
white empty chairs arranged,
supposedly to be used for the wedding.
Emotion riding ceased,
closing the nights with grief,
wondering why did you leave.

I'm bringing red tulips,
for our anniversary,
I'm holding into my sleep,
to dine with you in my dream.

Red tulips, the symbol of an undying love.

I'm writing you letters,
but I don't know the address,
tell me love, where exactly you are?
I hope you tell the angels,
how great we were together,
that's all I could ask for.

I'm bringing red tulips,
while reliving from the first evening,
until the time you went away,
leaving behind the person you cared.

Red tulips, the symbol of undying love.

Though you may be gone,
I can sure you, my love is an undying love.