• The music of her voice,
    the whispers of her words...
    the meaning found in simple things,
    that have been seen,not heard.

    The passionate story
    behind her eyes,
    the majesty of her mystery...
    the strength behind the eyes she holds,
    that tell her history.

    She is the long lost love
    of which i yearn to embrace.
    To feel her lips upon my mouth,
    to help my soul find place.

    I search for her, ever finding
    all my efforts are in vain....
    Perhaps in spirits welcome embrace
    we are to meet again.