Where does the wave rest for the night, <br />the rushing stream at dusk. <br />what does my heart beat for, <br />if not for the dance which she alone can attempt. <br /> <br />Why does the sun bring forth light <br />the slivery sky play host. <br />what does my eyes crave for, <br />if not for the gift which she alone can attempt. <br /> <br />How does the beauty bewitch the knight, <br />the wise solomon become lost. <br />what does my tongue thirst for, <br />if not for the spring which she alone can attempt. <br /> <br />Wish she alone can attempt a smile, <br />one each for every desert dust. <br />What does my mind work for <br />if not for the smile which she alone can attempt.<br /><br />okoye charles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-not-for-the-dance-which-she-alone-can-attempt/
