294. Lily Across The Pond

I wish I could begin fresh somehow, in a far off land.

Somewhere pleasant, perhaps kind, and even dreamy. 

A place with smiles everywhere all the time,

some place far off, across the distant sea...

To build myself a raft and set sail for the love I desire,

I knew that getting to her would have its dangers,

but the lily across the pond is what I so longed for.

Her delicate smile showed me she was not a stranger. 

 Her innocence shone through the night sky,

leading me towards her, asking me to find her.

I happened to notice her at the exact right moment,

and since then I have found my way towards her light.

The lily across the pond called to me,

her beautiful melody humming so, so soundly.

And so I followed, I followed her empathetic voice,

as it guided me towards a newer destiny.

The lily across the pond... although so far away,

I could see her, I could listen to her, and I could fall for her.

The kindness in her eyes, and the beauty in her name,

I knew talking to her would always brighten up my day.

And so I sought to find her, one day at a time.

Sooner or later, I would reach the other side of the pond,

and find my lily, whose eyes would penetrate my very spirit.

However long it took, I would find a way for you… 

…to be mine,

to be my lily.