A touch of your lips
reminds me of what I miss
the ache in my heart will never forget
for that time is not gone
but only beginning

As I sit hear and write
I can smell that aromatic liquor
as it intoxicates me with thoughts of you
just a drop of it brings me closer
and your Golden hair plays in my mind
as you sit in the surf

a lady with no fear
your words were sad
but still caused me to feel
love for your poems

never has someone stirred
these feelings the way you can
I want of you
and need you to say my name

I am a lost man
lost in a dream
and you are the angel
I hear sing