MY VOW TO THEE

I will vow to thee

These words which i will gladly keep

And wash them clean

Like purples and shells on a hot sandy beach

Thrown up from the womb of the sea

Several times have I fallen in love

Woken up to clean up the dirt

But this vow to thee I will keep

Regardless of the many times I got burnt

Taking glances at thee.

I am raised from the ashes

To this height by thy resurrecting smile

So tiny and light yet rewarding and relieving

My vow to thee

Each time that I catch thy breath

Or meet this same face that I longed for,

Will I not be left in boredom

But subdued and enchanted in thy passing world.

Those dreams which began after I awoke

Passionately preserved will I act

Not only thy permission to seek

But also thy listening pleasure too.

Naked will mine be arrayed before thine

All what has been imprisoned under invisible lock

Deep down the depths of the imperceptible mind.

Alas, when thou will leave my presence, my consolation:

If thou leave with me in mind and heart;

Then, I know I will see thee surely at the end of the rainbow.

But if not, when thy footsteps fade away its strong rhythm

I will watch thee as thy sun sets from the distance

Not letting go of that gaze till completely submerged

Into the dim night blocking my sight.

For how long, I could not tell

My grope in this darkness

To catch the remains of thy reflections.