Everyday I go by the house in the willow street
See the light shining bright from the windows of it
Balconies fenced by figured entanglement
Flowers on the sill modest sight so content
I could not shift my eyes from the beconing lights
As I felt you were there waiting for me those times
You don’t know that I am passerby every day
Here at you lies my path here is my unknown way
Alack no single face I have seen all those days
If I’d seen alien one I would have quit with this
But if I’d seen you there I don’t know what I’d have done
So I keep watching there staying unseen and one
I was angry to have same result every day
But something told me not to take my look away
Mind drew pictures of life we could have there inside
Mode of life things we loved an old piano your pride
Smell that only our room has your unusual toys
Books and movies we both love and often enjoy
Heady my evening wine and your coffee and tea
In the house in the willow street
Once when I was asleep I had a dream a space-deep
Galaxies of the stars circled in the slow skip
Thousand stars at my eyes and million smaller afar
And each star had its face had its home and its life
And nothing could stop them move they slipped by if you stood
If I hadn’t caught one it would leave far and get pruned
And there would have been frail chance in milky way far behind
To catch the tiny star and almost no chance to find
And I thought so was life endless space beside you
Always running from you always passing by you
As different windows that shine like the visions so fleet
Are you still there in the house in the willow street?
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