He Comes to Me He comes to me in silence This kind and gentle man He whispers words of love to me I wonder how he can. We've never touched or seen The other in the flesh Yet here he sits and swears His heart is mine to test. To know him is to love him His sweetness is his soul He never asks for anything Except my heart to hold. I watch and wait and wonder If he is only but a dream That I've conjured in my mind at night When my lonliness makes me want to scream. Each and every time we meet We see inside the others heart Our aloneness and pain seem to fade Eventhough we're far apart. The days go on the same and yet The feelings that we share Begin to grow and become so intense That our heart-songs fill the air. We live in different worlds today Which only each one can see But the pull of seperated hearts Brings us closer to our fantasy. The day awaits when we shall meet And this time will no longer be That our love and lives are still apart And we will...fulfill our destiny. Dragontears�2005 Where do you wish to go? Home Index Poetry Index