I Await You

I crave even 

For drip of your love, 

I crave even 

For profane talks 

Of your eyes 

For my religious belief in love. 

I crave even 

For the sulky face 

Of yours that doesn't 

Want to see me at all. 

Yes, I crave for your presence 

That you always summon 

To report you only.

Yes, I crave for you, 

I yearn for you, 

I don't know when my 

Blizzard of feelings 

Will tryst with yours, 

I don't know, 

But I await you, 

I await you.