Friday, August 21, 2009

SPIRIT

You are no one,
You exist no where,
Yet you are there,
When I miss!

I can not see,
Neither can I touch,
But I feel,
When I wish!

I am desperate
To be with you,
When I am on my own,
And acquire your warmth!

I sense ecstasy,
When I owe you,
But I fear at once,
That I shall lose!

I wish I could own,
To grow my vigour,
Yet I care,
That can no longer!