If she were a grain of sand
I wouldn't want to drop her from my hand
If I ever have to let go
I hope I can show
The perfect beach
And bring it within reach
I may not find her again
Although what I have to gain
Is the memory of one
Among infinite deserts under the sun
Leading me to water
Like a precious flower
Wherever we may part
You are art
Infinitely
All that I can see
~M
