I drink in the sight of you
Filling my eyes to the brim
And when it all flows over
Only then does my sight dim.
Even when you are not there
My questing eyes fill up still.
I can see you in my heart
While it madly flutters its thrill.
One day I will approach you
When my conviction is strong.
I will introduce myself
And pray that I am not wrong.
I have loved you from afar
For an extremely long time.
Would you then reject me now?
I have had such heights to climb!
Don't kill my golden ideal.
From the source let me now drink.
You're pure wine, perfectly aged.
Fill me to heart's loving brink.