If I lie here, on the edge of sleep,
And think of you long enough,
Will that bring you back to me?
If I imagine you with all my senses -
The feel of you, the taste of you, the scent -
Will that bring you back to me?
Some nights, as my mind evades sleep,
I remember how often I tried
To reach out and hold you and keep
Your reality here by my side.
Some nights,as I whisper to no one,
I remember how often you'd say
That even when substance was long gone
You would be but a brief thought away.
Oh, my love, are you now but a shadow
Obscuring the light of my days?
Must the silvery mantle of moon glow
Give way to this pallette of greys?
These lips that once grazed your pastures
Still murmur and form your name;
These loins that you once moved to rapture
Still yearn to be with you again.
This bed is to me like a wasteland,
This room a monastic cell;
An arid, eternally chaste land
Where there lies not a man but a shell.
So I mourn and I weep and I hunger
For the nights when we slept merged as one;
And I wish and I dream and I wonder
If wanting can bring grief undone.
Please, sweetheart, come lie here beside me
And stay till the sun gilds the skies.
Please stay and your sweetness will guide me
Once more to breathe passionate sighs.
I miss you.
With every fibre of my being ... I miss you.
I love you.
Through endless days of one-ness ... I love you.
If I imagine you with all my senses;
If I speak in only present tenses;
If I think of you long enough
And vow to be strong enough,
Will that bring you back to me?
I do not like this arid place,
This joyless, barren field.
Please green it with your matchless grace
And desert land will yield
To all the joys we used to know
When every day was filled with light
And love shone through the velvet night.
Come again my beloved.
We should not lie asunder.
Come again and immerse me
In love's endless wonder.
And think of you long enough,
Will that bring you back to me?
If I imagine you with all my senses -
The feel of you, the taste of you, the scent -
Will that bring you back to me?
Some nights, as my mind evades sleep,
I remember how often I tried
To reach out and hold you and keep
Your reality here by my side.
Some nights,as I whisper to no one,
I remember how often you'd say
That even when substance was long gone
You would be but a brief thought away.
Oh, my love, are you now but a shadow
Obscuring the light of my days?
Must the silvery mantle of moon glow
Give way to this pallette of greys?
These lips that once grazed your pastures
Still murmur and form your name;
These loins that you once moved to rapture
Still yearn to be with you again.
This bed is to me like a wasteland,
This room a monastic cell;
An arid, eternally chaste land
Where there lies not a man but a shell.
So I mourn and I weep and I hunger
For the nights when we slept merged as one;
And I wish and I dream and I wonder
If wanting can bring grief undone.
Please, sweetheart, come lie here beside me
And stay till the sun gilds the skies.
Please stay and your sweetness will guide me
Once more to breathe passionate sighs.
I miss you.
With every fibre of my being ... I miss you.
I love you.
Through endless days of one-ness ... I love you.
If I imagine you with all my senses;
If I speak in only present tenses;
If I think of you long enough
And vow to be strong enough,
Will that bring you back to me?
I do not like this arid place,
This joyless, barren field.
Please green it with your matchless grace
And desert land will yield
To all the joys we used to know
When every day was filled with light
And love shone through the velvet night.
Come again my beloved.
We should not lie asunder.
Come again and immerse me
In love's endless wonder.