Sometimes I wonder,
Will I always talk of you in riddles,
And you of me,
Or we will someday hold each other,
For all to see, beauty of our love,
Whether this love is of moments,
Or years,
Or lifetime,
Or lifetimes,
I wish you were always there,
With me, around me,
To be looked at,
Held, hugged, kissed,
In my arms, or missed,
To be read like a book,
Or written like a poem,
Touched like the water,
Within and without,
Or smelt like the air,
That's everywhere,
In it, around it and in it,
I want my eternity,
You seeping in me,
I seeping in you...
