Passing By... Poem by Sayli Satam

The time we talk on phone waiting long to meet,
The moment when we meet and love each other so deep,
Each word you say, Every breath you take,
Is Passing By...

The tough period of our life,
Where we have to live just dreaming for the sight,
The golden period too where Love is at it's intense height,
Is Passing By...

With each touch of yours,
With each kiss of ours,
Love is getting more strong every time,
And the time is Passing By....