There are times
And there are places
When you enter my mind
I see your face
I hear your voice
I feel your touch
My heart calls to thee,
it's longing is great
My body yearns for thee,
for it craves your touch
My ears listen for thee,
wanting for my name to pass your lips
My eyes look for thee,
waiting for that first glimpse
The whispered presence of your soul...
slowly circling,
covering,
protecting...
entwining
Becoming one with mine
- katania
08-09-98
