Feelings

It`s raining out there in the night.
The fragrance of the `dark` air
and the surrounding tranquillity
gives my heart `wings`,
wings of freedom.
It makes the heart soar like a spirit free,
though `incomplete`,
perhaps looking for a heart `alike` .
The days won`t matter,
the wait won`t bother,
the faith won`t waver.I`m strong forever,
the `flowing sand` won`t worry me,
for in a corner of my heart there is
undefatigable hope,rather belief,
that hearts `alike` would someday unite,
and complement each other
and the union hence would `touch` away the pains forever.