Nile--The River Boy

There is a boy
His name reminiscent of a river
His pride strong and flowing like the waters that flood its banks
His wit as willful as it's boastful current

And his smile as tempting as the freshness that radiates from that flowing river
And he is the object of my desires
He taunts and teases me unknowingly

My thirst building and my throat dry
Im tortured by the wrath of temptation
It beats down on me like the sweltering hatred of a summer sun
I seek shelter in the arms of another
My efforts are in vain
Noone will quench my thirst as he does
Noone will dull my flame so effortlessly
A tender heart fules his smile
then sends sweet kisses of joy to my heart
I long for his genuine affection and recive nothing
I wait for his accepting glance and recive nothing
I will wait untill he advances
A discouraging assurance warns he will not
For It's only a fantasy
Only a dream of that radiating river
Only a dream of love....