I often hear a voice in me singing
The soft tones of a lullaby
Gently drifting me to a different world
Where a form comes by
I hold his hand which caresses me
With joy, love and affection
I hold his hand and lift my gaze
Look up with wonder and with daze
I speak with unspoken words to him
What do want from me? And in what form?
With twinkling eyes and a knowing glance
I see him going far beyond
The hand that I held goes further off
The gaze I see seems melting off
Yet, what power it holds the bond that lies
And, at that distance the answer lies
Thoughts that move between feeling minds
Those thoughts just felt and sensed
The person felt so far yet near
But a being that stays as mine as dear …
Very deep. Really, really. Of course, there're better ways of saying it, but the best that I can do at this moment is, I LOVE IT. Very, very, nice.
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