I love you more than words can tell
But lately, words escape me.
From the fathoms of my heart and soul,
My love for you, abounds.
But even love, stated, in simple terms,
Your response is not forthcoming
Like the life giving rivers
Waters stemmed, I thirst for just one drop.
What a pity, to keep all your waters dammed
That gardens whiter, and gardens die.
So my soul is, without your love
A struggling flower, to survive.
In a dry and barren landscape
Where my seed of love was sown,
Once, your nourishing waters had flown.
From time to time, they did trickle,
Giving hope to heart and soul
Just to survive a little longer,
In a garden of sand and stone.