An year is born
And my wishes galore

I wish to be the swirl
Of a whirling dervish

I wish to be the fingers
of a classical pianist

I wish to be the
melodious wind off a flute.

I wish to be the melting glacier
of the mighty Himalayas

I wish to be the Dew on
the first day of Spring

I wish to be her unlocked hair
when she blossoms in my passion

I wish to be the sweat on her *****
after the wildfire I set is settled.

I wish to be my unfulfilled desires
For they are the best of me.

Up there in the mountains, a mighty lake
Lies near the Valley of flowers.

Let me carry you there
It takes a day's trek.

Let's start a bonfire to match
our burning desire.

Let me wrap my hand around your hips
And we will stare at the endless horizon.

Let the lake envy your eyes,
As it can't match the depth

There I will plant a peck on your cheek,
A cheek as spotless as the lake surface .

Lie me on your lap dear, let me wrap my hand Around your waist and kiss your navel.

Bend down and kiss me, my dove.
Let me suckle the warmth of your lips

Let's put out the bonfire
And let the passion burn the night.

Let's live the life of an eternity.
In that night of perpetual bliss.

I want to swim
the ocean that's you

I wish to travel
The road that's you

I long to spend my solitude
In the woods that's you

I yearn to cleanse myself
In the waterfall that's you

I crave to ride the wind that's you
and sip the moonlight that's you

And finally, I want to leave the world
On the wooden cross that's you

I am not the embodiment of your soul
Nor am I the yin of your yang
But I realize now,
that I am you
I am you.