A hungry lover is lost in wonder,

When the eyes of the loved he looks yonder.

Satisfaction is a peculiar feeling,

Expectation for another lingering.

The lover is left to ponder

But the loved is yet to answer

The puzzling questions are yet constant

He speaks to her in an instant

If I hold your hand, will you guide my heart?

If I caress the thoughts of you, will you caress mine too?

If I soak in your eyes, will you gaze at mine?

If I watch you sleep, will you dream about me and sigh?

My hunger for your loving words are unsated.

Come to me, my love so true

For I've become a thirsty lover because of you.