I seek neither love from you
I don’t yearn a word from you
lest, only shall you stare.
I do not pray to you
that you touch me ever,
I don’t expect you, to feel my love
lest, you should think of me never.
All I ask of you
is for your precious smile,
that I could keep, and think of
When I sail across the Nile.
For I am unknown, unsure
if I shall see your face again,
And If I lose myself on the road,
Your smile will ease the pain.