His favourite song

He held tight my hand
as we strolled through woods
on long misty nights
yet,
he played her his favourite song

He kissed all night
my naval so tight
yet,
he played her his favourite song

He rained on my mind
on words and
bed
yet,
He played her his favourite song

I felt so tired
of mist
of kisses
and even of tears
and longed for his favorite song