Your skin glows like the sandalwood, blossoms Love as the Rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your Piano voice and leaps like a Cat at the whisper of your name.The evening floats in on a great sparrow wing.
I am comforted by your dressing that I carry into the twilight of beams and hold next to my Lips.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Water.
As my Lips falls from my dream, it reminds me of your name.
In the quiet, I listen for the last Music of the day.
My heated Lips leap to my dream. I wait in the moonlight for your secret love so that we may as one, Lips to Lips, in search of the magnificent happiness and mystical love.
