A moment, a minute, a lifetime
Oh how I long for thee!
In the quiet places of my heart
And in the bustling streets of art
In verdant sunny gardens, while I walk
Through velvety nights, oh so dark
Oh how I long for thee!
To drink the wine of you lips,
Instead of mortal food
To be clay, caressed in your hands
And inhale your aroma, that would be good
While my fingers linger and rest
Oh how I long for thee!
When the mind ponders anew
What brings me to you
And my soul sings a song
That tells me how we belong
Oh how I long for thee!
Anita Atina
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-how-i-long-for-thee/
