She speaks to me so clearly
I can almost feel her here
Head perhaps rests on my shoulder
As she whispers to my ear
She speaks to me of such feelings
She speaks with so much joy and yet
At times she speaks to me with
More than a nuance of regret
She speaks to me with passion
She speaks to me with fire
Sometimes as she speaks
She fills me with desire
Sometimes I feel
We are two souls merged
Sometimes I worship
At the altar of her words
