I see your face in the whiteness of billowing clouds.
I hear your voice in the softness of gentle rain.
In the sunlight\'s brightness, I see your laugh,
Like music on a living page.
In dreams I savor your scent and your flavor.
We travel unhindered on sweet forbidden paths of ecstasy,
‘Til the day breaks and I lose you to harsh reality.
I see your lips in the petals of delicate flowers.
I hear you move in the rustle of dancing leaves.
In the rainbow\'s spectrum I see your sighs,
Like poems with melodic rhymes.
Alone, I treasure your touch and your breathing.
Our spirits, unfettered, follow delicious trails of fantasy,
‘Til the trails end and you leave me in stark emptiness.
I see your mind in the splashing of dancing waters.
I hear your thoughts in the breezes that herald change.
In the morning dewdrops I see your tears,
Like tinkling of orchestral bells.
In thoughts I capture the warmth of your body.
Our two hearts, united, beat in rhythmical times and patterns.
\'Til the dream fades and I start praying for your return.
Copyright January 2000 – Dave Foreman
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