I heard music today,
Again for the first time.
Soft melodies and growing rhythms,
Your seed...planted in my heart.
Each note touches a tear,
Bringing sweet release to my
pain.
Every measure matching
the beat of my heart,
As I reach out to you again.
We are so many encased in so few,
One hand, led by many minds.
When our hands meet,
In a gentle caress I float free.
How do Mermen and Sirens
love,
Souls reaching out and senses aware.
A glance is the spark that ignites the flame,
and a soft breath, sighed through slightly parted lips.
Be still, my heart...
Get thee back, my soul...
The water that we breath is our love,
For each other and ourselves.
Without that cool moisture,
We wither in the sun.
Still but not gone,
Watching the rain miss our parched lips.
I long for the time,
When watches stop and thunderstorms rise.
An undying release,
My rain on your lips, and your smile on mine.