A very first drop of rain,
Falls on the Earth
Soil slowly breaths its moisture,
Pleasurably , it get warmth
Grains of soil -- the pity creature
Doesn't know, wet will finally dries off
Oh my mate, Are you the rain drop
Comforted me, and all at once diminshed?
Never you know, I await here ever
For another touch -- your touch
Never you understand, my longings ,
My loneliness. Above all the dreadly emptiness
Emptiness doesn't mean , you're empty handed
Its when in your heart , someone is missing
The one whom is what all you want
The one who could complete you
That one hand, you ever want to hold
Mate is the one who was made for you
~ Mercy
