ONCE
Once I say you standing there,
Donna Layne Roberts
March 1, 1996
Copyright 1996
With your long soft silver hair,
I reached out to caress your face
My fingers met empty space.
My heart pounded in anticipation
For all the times, for all the times
Waiting, hoping you were here.
Your names comes off my lips
To echo into floating air.
But dreams are real into the night,
Our love is feeling, oh so right.
Our spirits meet, our souls ignite
The burning passions of our hearts
For they know with fierce emotion
Through the years of deep devotion
Across the ravages of endless time
I am yours and you are mine
Always, always in endless rhyme
Our two spirits, our two hearts are one
