after years, to you my mind turns
like an interesting page in an old book
like a sweet poem rechanted;

like a recovered treasure
i see your moonlight eyes 
mermaid smiles, satin smoothness
and poetic gait lovely;
my mind is anxious
like a climber shoot yearning,
yearning for your vital prop
i hold to heart closely, closely
your light and love
in my long desert peregrination

i hold to heart tenderly
your love, laughters and promises
as i leave through the nostalgic dates
and sweet pages of our legend