From the miserable vacuum of Nothing, Fabricate a route towards Something. From the gushing meadow of Grief, Pave a pathway towards Jouissance. From the capacious desert of Lunacy, Permit a voyage towards Reality. O, dearest soul! Emerge from your prolonged furlough In the Paradise of Oblivion; For, I crave the ebullient magnificence Of your yearned-for presence. I long to taste the delectable flavor Of your propitiating smile. To hear your bewitching magniloquence Would be like tippling coveted Ambrosia-- A pleasurable fixation That has been purloined from me. Mi Amor, I am tenaciously awaiting Your fated return! "Awaiting" (c) Pinterest Photo. #awaiting #diwa #yqbaba
