...............................Spirit of Love

Can you hear me as I whisper
from my heart without a sound?
Sense me gazing deep into your eyes
Though I am nowhere around?

Do we touch then as I trace the lines
Of your hands, neck, and face?
Do you feel me standing near you
'Though I'm in some distant place?

Like a ghost unseen I’m with you,
Hov’ring longingly nearby.
Yearning to materialize before you
But I cannot, tho' I try!

Still, I know the warmth of your flesh,
And I feel your gentle breath;
We are bound together always,
We are one in life or death.

This is that which poets write of
When they pen their sweetest lines;
When they write of love and beauty
Surely this is on their minds.