What am I looking for within you?

What am I looking for within your eyes?
Beyond the recognition of my own heart,
the prophesies explain their stories,
until acceptance takes me by the hand,
and the world slowly disappears from my sight.

What am I looking for upon your lips?
The dry desert dunes have never spoken,
only wrinkling their skin as they please,
or may long to please in the sight of others,
until an oasis fills their mind with hope.

What am I looking for within your face?
The expression of art is a personal journey,
yet lost is the soul who looks too hard for treasures,
who allows success to become the master of his art,
for only in the acceptance of what really is,
joy grows into a masterpiece of self-acceptance.

What am I looking for within your soul?
Unless joy is restored in deepest corners of the heart,
the soul will always wander off to desolate places,
where the visible world becomes invisible,
and where one day the invisible secrets,
will reveal itself in an explosion of your once lost love.

What am I looking for within you?
I am looking for your love!