An image of you
I wandered for days,
Following your sweet perfume,
Across mountains as tall as the moon,
And valleys as deep as the ocean.
Your sent were your footprints in the air,
Your hair was the clouds in the heavens.
Each night I gazed upon the sky,
And saw a million eyes,
Which ones were yours?
When the moon reflected in a mountain lake,
It was not the moon I saw,
But an image of you.
Each desert dune,
A sea of sand reminded me of you.
Driven by desire,
I crossed a continent,
Before I saw you.
Like a tempestuous torrent,
Of water wanting to burst
Out and touch you for the first time.
If I had a cannon, I would of shot my
Heart upon you.
When we kissed,
A Galaxy was born.