Did, do, will do?

What did we  do?
even cow has a reason to moo.
A cup of tea and paper free,
I speak what they feed me.

Walk on the asphalt ever,
illuminated flex, posts never.
In oblivion still is the bench,
how can ever our thirst quench?

The high tower and skyscraper,
higher is the height of lover.
The lost words of an unsaid sentence,
do we have anything hence?

Night clubs and pubs solitude heal,
being with own-self is more real.
 Fall to soil fly however long,
what kinship do we belong?

The confessions of Mr.D

My love for you knows no bound,
forget the roses,
I will give you lost time and dead sounds.

My love for you is not possessive,
I know you'll come back to me,
or me to you,
and then I will set you free.

My love for you is unmatched,
forget the horses,
I will ride you in carriage that travels in wind.

My love for you is not showy,
you are to me,
what Dawn, Star, Mountains and Dusk are to me.

My love for you only is immortal,
every time you are born,
I will always be felt.
However you freeze the Ice,
it will, only I know, will always melt.