I thought I heard you whisper my name,
but I saw no one there.
It was a soft sound,
that sent shivers all through me
just like you had laid your hands upon my breast.
It must have been a trick of the wind
or perhaps you were thinking of me.
Yet often I hear your voice
and always my heart responds with love.
Reasoning cannot quench the flame,
it grows from a state of passion
to a warmth sustaining my life.
It's warmth spreads through me,
daring me, teasing me.
This love has grown so strong in my heart
yet it cannot change the things that keep us apart.
I tore my lips from yours
my hands trembling
my skin dancing
and my knees so weak I cannot stand.
my body doesn't know how to be loved
by someone like you.