I've never seen or heard of you

But every day I rue

Of your presence in its immutable absence

While succumbing to delusion in its very essence

 

 

I think of you when I gaze at the moonlit sky

I think of you in every tired sigh

I think of you in laughter and light

I think of you in the darkest hour and plight

 

 

I imagine you holding my hand when the days grow cold

And hushing me soothingly when the world gets loud

I dream of you caressing my face, brushing off tears

While whispering and placating, vanquishing my fears

 

 

I imagine your euphonious chuckle as I rant over vexing people

While we're walking down the streets at dusk

Smiling and warm like an old couple

Who's seen it all - the paradise and the rubble

 

 

I long for you without knowing of you

I wait for you even if you aren't true

Few call this limerence, saudade

A daydreamy hallucination

While I? I call it Sehnsucht