And the yearning ends

Day faded into night, I did not notice

Whether she'll come, still a mystery

Hope yet hasn't died, as if it opposes

Her chances to become, a history

Time seems speeding, as if running a race

I feel so restless, my breathes are heavy

Turn up O dear, with your angelic face

With eyes that shimmer, and locks wavy

Your coming to me, will be a remedy

To relieve my longing, to cure my pain

And if you come not, 'twill be a tragedy

My efforts for meeting, will all be vain

The space suddenly, seems enlightened

Scents ethereal, refreshen the air

Noise is now music, dims have brightened

Her person stellar, is surely here

I see her walking, she approaches me in haste

I feel like heavens, like object unearthly

I wish this rare flavour, could forever I taste

I feel so divine, a creature so worthly...