I Wonder Where She Is Today

Along a sun drenched tropic cay?
Reclined on rocks above the bay?
Perhaps she's in her room this day,
Reflecting on the words she'll say

On that fair day when love she'll find.
Then in its snares become entwined,
To reason and to logic blind,
Emotion overcoming mind.

Oh, for that day to come I plea
When to unite we both agree.
That fin'lly we may joyful be;
Forever living ecstasy.

But we for now apart remain.
Her name to know I do not feign.
Just hope one day her love I'll gain —
That I don't search for her in vain.

Photo Credit: Mario Alberto Magallanes Trejo