The Search Poem by craig moon

How iv searched the world over, but have not yet to find,
My true kindred spirit a lady sublime.
And thou iv had many false starts with ones who were kind,
Non were the one Iv search for through time.

So onward I roam, Across vest oceans of time,
In search for my lady who's so gentle and kind.
Who's spirit is free which can never be tied,
which you can see if you look in her wild gypsy eyes.

So on and on I go, Across hot desert and tundra's of snow,
To tops of high mountains And over I go.
But once in a while I'll rest on there peaks,
and look down into there valley's where she might well be.

And if somewhere, Someday, my journey does end,
It wont be until I find her again.
When I'll hold her in my arms until eternity ends.....