My heart is no longer your master

My Heart Is No Longer Your Master

Long before the sky poem was created.
My veins have long loved it.
Hugging tightly to the silhouette of the late bias light.
Warm in the cradle of dusk.

Cot-a cot is empty be a silent witness.
Two human thirst for love.
Drifting melody-melody asmara.
Tuts impressed poetic-poetic poet.

Yet the story we have to berbuntut lara.
Abandoned bak fairy eye lids.
Hoarded by the dust of the past.
Was stabbed to death suspicion.

You used to be the shelter comfortable in my heart.
Now would betray his master.
Wandering in search of new employers to drop by.
A clean sweep of the memory-a wonderful memory.