Thursday, August 19, 2004
You - poem
Nothing matters more than you
If you don’t love me back
There’d be no bigger loser than you
My dawn begins with you
The night ends with your dream
The charming prince in the fairy tale
Is no one else but you
Take me to the sunset with you
Show me the stars on dark warm nights
When the snow falls like cotton buds
Carry me to the hills with you
I will cross dry desert for you
You are my mirage on the other end
When the thirst dries up the ocean
I will save the last drop for you
Lose myself in the crowd with you
Or stand alone on the mountain top
I don’t even know who you are
But I have always belonged to you
I want to feel young with you
I want to grow old with you
When I look into your eyes
I want to see only me and you