40. My Soul Longs For Him, Like a Dry Land for Rain

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In my life, like the wind that wanders southward,
Twisting northward, in a continuous flow it moves onward.
But now, the breeze has shifted its sway,
Bringing a unique joy to my heart and mind's display.

As the day cools and the light fades away,
He still lingers in my thoughts, I must say.
His sweet voice echoes in my ear so clear,
His warm kiss on my lips, still near.

Here in my room, memories of earlier moments replay,
Sleep eludes me as he in my mind does stay.
He clothed me in happiness,
And the joy I feel, I wish it never fades, unlike pictures in dimming distress.

The happiness I feel, I want it to remain,
As in these moments, my soul longs for him, like a dry land for rain.

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