my heart is yours,
like the sun beats off my dreams,
by the grace of The Lord,
I will find you in me,
were my night sky fills day dreams,
and my mind floats across time and space,
wishing to feel your rays of light,
wonderfully beaming on my face,
my beautiful sands of faith,
have an aspiration of your water's taste
as I sit under the heaven's romanticising
that the seed of April,
lands among the Beauty of December,
and enjoy the fruits of your bliss.