All is barren and dry, a veil of dust envelops the world and an oppressive sun, bringing like its knees. But between the howls of the dry wind.
Are whispers of a lush garden in it, flowers bloom, untouched by summer. blossoms nurtured by the sparkle from beautiful eyes. I have peered into your heart, and have found it. Your presence turned my desert into a verdant garden and your eyes nurtured my heart until it bore fruit. gone is summer, and because of you, the world is evergreen.
