I am drawn to you like the rivers to the ocean,
Yet hidden from you like a ghost.
I am like a spirit to you, lingering in your room.
You tell me you hear me, you say you love me,
I know, or at least hope it's true.
Your sweet lips speak to my heart,
And I am moved by your gentleness.
Your tongue weaves the words of the angels,
Every time you speak to me.
Oh, How I curse my non-existance!
How I long for the mortality to hold you!
My love, grant me my one desire,
And wait for me in my resurection.
For one day, I promise I'll be more than a ghost.
I can see you in my dreams,
But can you see me at all?
If only I could be real to you.
I whisper in your ear when you sleep,
and you do the same to me.
But still, we are kept separate by this curse
When my life is given back to me,
I want to spend it all loving you. |