48. Only My Dreams........Would Keep Me Alive

Toiling from dawn to dusk every day,
In this parched desert god forsaken,
Under the merciless sun overhead,
Shining in a blinding glare eternal,

Not even a wisp of wind in sight,
To cool off trickling sweat at least,
Suffering endlessly in this hell on earth,
Virtually a prison sans only walls around,

Solitary hope that keeps me going on,
Nightfall when leaving this misery at last,
Entering the dreamland of my own,
You would be there waiting for me,

Walking on flowery banks of rivers,
Flowing down from valleys of evergreen,
Holding my hand never letting go,
As if your life depends upon it,

Sitting on grass as soft as a feather,
With shining dew all around us,
Plucking two blooming fragrant flowers,
Placing tenderly on your flowing hair,

Looking in to your melting eyes,
Seeing sparkling stars dancing within,
No words spoken silence reigning,
As words would only break this enchantment,

Instead of sleeping thro' the night,
Awaiting the dawn of day at last,
I would grind whole day with pleasure,
Awaiting the fall of night fervently,

As during the night in a far off land,
Only in my recurring dreams,
I would really be living my dearest,
When I'm with you and you are with me,

Oh, how I long for the day,
When instead of only in my dreams,
I would be holding your hand,
Walking along the river fulfilling my dreams,

Until that day dawns at last,
For which we are yearning for in our hearts,
My solemn promise to you my love,
We would meet each night, in dreams at least,