If here in my silence,
where my world so sojourns
the empty space, the want, Its longing,
Will you hear my whisper
Know my want,
Shall the night ride me upon your thoughts
as you here fly upon mine.
Will I cast in dreams your fragrant hue
Shall you know the touch that reaches you.
Where the fabric of thoughts weave and coincide
The feelings that here within, I cannot hide.
Shall you know my love,
as true as all it holds
Will you rest here, within its fold
where visions told
bring you to me
where again our lips but softly graze
The tender wants of the dreams sweet haze.
Those whispers that are born upon the wind
that sings in their hum
the deep sum
Of all you mean here to me.