| Written: FEB 27, 2001 |
Your laughter and
all of your other sounds,
they fill me and I feel rich
by them, like a king with his
Crown.
Your gentle breathes,
as the night and morn
embrace you.
Delight and contentment I
Sense.
A voice like rain
into me it flows,
caressing me from within.
Without it I am lost in a void of loving
Nothingness.
I yearn to once again
Behold the life from your lips.
For the delicate assault on my senses.
The love that can only be seen with one’s
Hearing.
