By heart Song     heartsong@avsia.com
Date: 11 March 1999

The Sense of Love

I have never seen the real you,
the part of you that should be real.
The flesh and blood you.
A hand held out for me to hold, 
two arms endolding me,
Your breath sweetly teasing me.
An almost kiss on the tips of my lips.
No, with my eyes I have not seen you,
with these lips I have not tasted you.
I have not held you in these empty arm that long for you.
But,in my heart you live and breath
and are a part of me.
And I see you, feel you, and have become a part of you.
Through the Sense of Love.

To Paul