This is Egypt and You're the Nile

My Nile

She sat on the window seat,

Donned in all white,

Oh! She looked into my eyes,

And I fell in love at first sight.

Her smile, for me, was the best curve,

It got me swallowed up in abyss of love.

She shook her wavy hair to hide her blushes,

But oh! God how would I conceal my gushes.

I wish to admire her till my soul cease to live,

But I have nothing but my heart for a present to give.

Oh! God let me express my love, that her eyes whet,

But neither my signs, nor my language would she get.

I crave to listen what she has to say,

And how the bliss gave way to the pangs of separation,

And the hope in my eyes gave way to desperation.

I walked towards my home,

With both rivals anguish and hope,

And a soft hand held me back,

Ah! It was her;

There she was my love in disguise,

With beauty so adorable and amiable eyes,

Oh! God, she speaks my language so well.

Why did you not say anything? Asked her fingers.

If I could I would say not a word but sing. (replied my fingers)

But I guess I am as blessed as you are,

So, let our eyes speak and words be no bar.

Her tears came out perhaps to let me in.

I gave her my heart and she returned a grin.

We sobbed, we laughed, we hugged for a while,

I was EGYPT and she became my NILE.

Sweet Water