"One, two, three, I think I love thee" Roberto Wissai/NKBa'

One, two, three, I think I love thee

I don't know what's coming over me.

I was sipping my usual evening tea

In the balcony overlooking the rolling sea.

Waves were unfurling themselves on the beach;

Palm trees were swaying with the breeze

Then all of a sudden, twilight's dying lights

Made me realize thou art out of reach.

But still, my soul marches in lockstep like an enlistee

One, two, three, I think I love thee

Where art thou  now? What thou  art  doing?

Dost thou ever think of me?

Dost thou hear the march of my soul? 

The whispering whimpers of my heart's beatings?

Wissai

July 13, 2013