Let me be your sixth sense
All five wrapped in one
Be all that you ever wanted
Be your secret, second to none

In your garden
I tend the ripening vine
To ease the constant pain
This longing which is mine

To probe your depths
Utter fathoms explore
To take your tears
Turn into rain, I implore

Brush your cheek
With words from this pen
To light up your eyes
And never know the void again

Thus awaken a new day
Yield your heart and soul
To someone also left for dead
That now is made whole