Can I ever miss you?
What joy awaits the bloom!
Showering the elixir;
Warmth at its bosom.
Look at the beatific sun.
Oh! The rapturous night queen,
Kissed by the serenity of the cold night;
Its fragrance intoxicating.
The ardor yet so warm.
The glint in your eye,
My guiding star;
So rubicund, the tulips retreat.
Your smile in lieu of the morning sun.
A vagabond I build sandcastles,
Ignorant of the sea’s heart.
Ignorant of the seasons.
But strong stands my faith.
Just like a butterfly; natures beau;
I refrain from life for a while;
With thoughts of nothing but you;
Oh! The ineffable plight of missing you.
2/4/06
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