She seeks, each morning new, her desire
And me? I remember her, she konya eskort bayan who I did desire

Dripping, rain finds home from its flight from the clouds
I still falling fail to land from loss of she who I did desire.

Downward, ever downward, continuance of journey
To an end that God for me does desire

I alone, slowly race through crowds
To be alone among them my desire

And none of them, not one seem to know me
And fewer to know me seem to desire

Life – it is so – and to have it so I desire
As she plays all cards to win her desire.