A desire of my eyes,
To meet someone's eyes,
Who brings to me a sunshine.
A desire of my hands,
Just to hold someone's hands,
Where my destiny lands.
A desire of my heart,
Just to touch someone's heart,
Who knows that love is art.
It's not a dream as it often breaks,
Not a sandcastle that a child makes,
It's the desire of a heart that's alone
To devote itself to someone who's unknown.
He'll come one day, I am sure,
As my love for him is really pure.
The cutest poetry I read! :)
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