martes, octubre 18, 2005

When You Part

There are no words invented
to describe the meaning
of your existence for the
little monster tamer girl I am.

Every second, every breath
you take is precious
and it's your absence
what makes it so.

Because when you part
I can only hang on
to those memories and words,
to your sighs in the wind
and your laughter.

When you part
there is nothing left but dreams.

So, let me hold you tight
tonight. Let me stay
silent and speechless
by your side. Let me
listen to your voice and
smell your scent. Let
me talk to you lipless,
let my hands say it all.