For you. . .

I'm the endless stretch of land...
My soul is like the wanderer...
Wandering in the desert sands...
Bathing under the golden heat...
Searching for you ...
Seeking you as one desires for an oasis...

It waits for you...

Waiting...
Waiting till the morning sun sets and the sky turns dark...

It hopelessly yearns...
As the lake remains still to gaze the beautiful silver moon...

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I am the seashore

And you are the waves, 

I long to meet... 

I see you hurry,  but you fall... 

And every time you rise, 

You rush passing each hurdle... 

And we cling,  though for a moment... 

And I drench in you... 

Soaking every drop of you before you return and leave me lone... 

I could wait a thousand years... 

For you a million times... 

I will wait for you... 

You are near,  but far... 

So dear to my heart... 

Close like the heartbeat ...

Far as the twinkling stars... 

Miles away,  apart from me... 

I search for you in the deep dark... 

We are two,  but one in heart... 

For you a million times... 

I look up silently and cry... 

I wish we could meet 

And stay close forever... 

I wait for you...

Dying each day without you... 

I long for you... 

As the deserts long for rain... 

I desire you.... 

You are my dream.... 

I wish you were mine. 

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She's a Secret

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She was an art... 

Not all could fathom her beauty. 

She was a book... 

A story not for all to understand. 

She might appeal to some as ordinary... 

But she was a soul with hidden depths...

Her thoughts were like raindrops 

Pouring down from heaven... 

She hides in her secret garden... 

Hard for anyone to ever find...

Her fragrance envelopes around the delicate green bushes... 

She is fragile, but she is a beauty with a stubborn heart... 

She is misunderstood often by many, 

But there are few,  but they are few... 

But the few... 

The few... 

Who can see beyond her smiling face... 

There are million secrets a face hides. 

She is but a secret... 

A secret untold... 

Secret that one promises to keep... 

Secret buried within one soul. 

If you desire to meet her.. 

There is a promise you must keep... 

Promise without a lie... 

And you can keep her until you die... 

She is not a myth, 

But truth is visible in her eyes. 

She is hope dancing in the palest aquamarine robes... 

Her soft honey brown curls swaying along... 

She is indeed a symphony... 

A treasure bringing great peace and delight. 

She is a mystery... 

But guard her with your life. 

 If you really wish to meet her... 

She hides in her secret garden, 

Hard for anyone to ever find. 

Remember to keep the promise... 

She's a secret... 

A secret...  never to be told.