A Thousand Summers

A thousand summers have passed

Since it last rained between us.

It had been a rain,

Full of our pure emotions for each other,

The clouds of which had been

Shadowing our minds, since

The day we met.

Now, all that is left between us,

Is a barren desert of scattered mysteries.

A thousand summers have passed

Since I last drank those feelings

Swirling around, in your eyes.

I felt, they would quench my thirst.

But, all that happened was,

They made me even more parched

Yearning for more of it.

A thousand summers have passed,

Since I last saw of you

And a thousand more shall pass

Until I shall see anything of you.

But, the distance of these thousand summers

Cannot ever cease the existence

Of my feelings for you,

If anything, they would only

Intensify those.