You, my dear, are like sand,
I can’t hold you in my fist.
You are as true as my own hand,
Still evade you my embrace like fog, like mist.
The more my heart yearns for you,
The more these eyes find you away.
Not much is left for me, come have a view.
Give me my life back or me darling you slay.
You are the only oasis in this vast desert,
Water is nowhere to be found but in mine eyes.
Take me to the oasis or with death let me flirt.
Either with love anoint me or award me my demise.
