Thirsty River
From a tiny spout, it slowly begins to take form, Filled drop by drop, from the contributions of a storm, Every single memory, every moment, a part of the deluge, And when you cross the banks, they have no refuge.
From a tiny spout, it slowly begins to take form, Filled drop by drop, from the contributions of a storm, Every single memory, every moment, a part of the deluge, And when you cross the banks, they have no refuge.
They say people like us are already made for each other, How, we had wondered, since we didn’t know one another, Always the prankster, time sure took its own sweet time, Before agreeing it was time our little story had
For the first sunrise that heralded our day, And showed us the future of a pair, Let us carry that sunshine along our way, And show it the future that we share. For the first warmth that sprung from every
For that moment, I really believed everything fell silent, Or maybe, the engrossing moment made my ears feel absent, Because, once the spell broke, the world echoed with its sound, As if in celebration, of this fantasy that came to
Walking amidst the sights, I nearly felt myself lost, Gypsies all around, selling trinkets at an enviable cost, The sun was just beginning to rise over the last tent, Such an aura of heavenly joy to this beautiful day it