My Heart

My heart feels excited watching the rising moon My heart feels overwhelmed with joy as it sees a shadow...thinking it's you Where is my poem that I dearly composed in my dreams? Was it dissolved in my eyes? Or disappeared with the dawn Please find my poem or bring back my dream During this evening...my heart is searching for the face that was lost in my soul During a hot summer noon...in these city streets...my heart is withering like a flower My heart is searching for you among the rain drops dripping from the clouds My heart is searching deeply in the tides of a sea for the lover of its dreams If my soul could get a glimpse of your beautiful face...it would calm down If you touch me with your tender finger tips even once...I would reborn again & again All my heart desires is a glance...a word...and a touch of yours It wishes for the flares of your endearing kiss all day long My heart feels even a drop of your sweat as a scented sandal wood Sweet pain caused by your stubble on my cheeks could not be expressed I told my dear one that my heart is made of rock But you emerged as a nurtured vine from by heart