Burning Papers-love poems

Waiting

Ohh for long I've been waiting,

For a lady who'd seize me to the boarders of the sun,

and throws me as my skin burns to dust,

till powdered gold...

Holds me in her hands and blows me

to paint her skies golden,

Ohh for long I've been waiting,

For a love that would drown me in the deepest oceans,

Crushes me with hurricanes,

turns my soul to crystals,

as I sway along with her waves,

I've been searching for that love,

that would write me on books,

builds me a golden statue in each kingdom I ruled,

and bury me in heavens.