As the wind unfolds the Lilies, <br />Flower-Love of purity, <br />As they sway backwards and forward, <br />A recurring melody, <br />So my heart follows the Rhythm, <br />Of my old time memories, <br />And I think of you so softly, <br />And I want to touche your face, <br />And the dreams that are within me <br />Feel your white-loving embrace. <br /> <br />Yet reality is different, <br />Far from me you'll always be, <br />As I gather wilted Lilies, <br />By the frigid-windy Sea.<br /><br />Sandra Feldman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-white-lilies-3/
