I dreamt of a place to wander

A far off isle in the south

Days & nights naively ponder

Ever since I met him...

 

Soul drenched in reveries

Though sands were never mine

He walked some other hands

Ever since I met him…

 

I should have known his love

It was of time being kind

Gulping venom of a dove

Ever since I met him...

 

Neither did anyone glean

Nor one felt of the loss

I am writing in spleen

Ever since I met him…