SAND

So most beautiful young woman,

You are the completeness of living,

Your eyes never run out like a grain of sand,

You have formed and our present by giving.

 

A flower will bloom as it pollinates,

The rocks will turn into sand,

You have stood tall and our my mate,

Will once again travel the new lands.

 

Your hand waits to grasp into mine,

As the route of the seas shifts,

Your soul will be lifting and no longer pine,

You are the reason and Earth’s gift.

 

There will be no more quivering,

You have been triumph and been waiting,

Your heart has never left and been delivering,

We provided life by mating.

 

The seasons have changed,

While new life is made,

Silence will be broken with a bang,

While you will never fade.

 

The window shows a great divine,

As you are the elected one and kind,

I’ve been following a path of life,

As I promise forever as you’re my wife.

 

The seas will be gushing to the brink,

As you fulfil me and are the missing link,

The evergreens will release a scent,

As your soul is all of me and is meant.

 

Do not fear the laughter of the public,

As the waters will sent to the inlets,

As your womb has created in the stomach,

As our creation was made by cutting off the ringlet.

 

Our eyes saw the corruption of the domain,

This has caused tremendous pain,

You shall be released or thunder will roar,

As I felt endangered by giving a sign and only I wanted to shut the door.