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....