My love, even if it takes me right up to the end of my days, under a weak and fading spirit, I will wait for you.
I will wait for you with the everlasting hope that I shall once again feel the sweetness of your warm breath against my face, if only in my dreams.
When I close my eyes, I see wild flowers behaving bashfully in yours as your smile blooms over a lake burning with romance and passion.
My darling, everywhere you walk, the earth feels your love, for with each step you take, its soil is blessed with human beauty…the kind reflecting all languages and religions.
Let me always be your messenger of love so I may come to you in dreams bearing written words of intense feelings inscribed upon the moving winds.
I will wait for you, my beautiful flower...even after death…for in helplessness and sorrow, I still have hope of seeing you once again, before this world is no more.
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