'With Every Ticking Clock, like Endless Desert Sands' Poem by CHERRY GADINGAN
'With Every Ticking Clock, like Endless Desert Sands'
In the stillness of these nights, like a desert's endless sand,
No sign from you appears, like a ship in distant land.
I pray for your well-being, like a sailor lost at sea,
This love's an ocean deep, its waves a mystery.
With every ticking clock, like a mountain I must climb,
Photographs unfold stories, like chapters lost in time.
In your profile's embrace, love's a forest dense and tall,
But I'm powerless, like a leaf in its sprawling sprawl.
Our song plays softly, like a whisper in the breeze,
A reminder of moments, like sunlight through the trees.
In laughter and teasing, love soared like a bird on high,
Now shadows veil your presence, like a cloud across the sky.
They may call me a fool, like a dreamer chasing stars,
But what choice do I have, like a traveler in memoirs?
I clutch to your words, like a lifeline in the dark,
I'll honor your path, like a lighthouse's guiding spark.
As long as we're intertwined, like rivers to the sea,
My heart remains steadfast, like a rock, eternally.
Till the end of days, like a tale that's yet to be,
In this dance of love, you are my jubilee.
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