my Treasure

You are the sun as it sets,
The moon at its zenith,
Oh i am blind, for it is you i see
Deaf, for it is you i hear,
You are my mystery,
My treasure,
It is you for whom my heart does blossom,
Serenades of wind and water,
Bathing the seeds of my affection,
Tiling the soil of my heart,
Ridding it of all pebble and stone,
My treasure,
it is yours alone.