With words, emotions ever trace
a loving trail upon thy face,
as tho' my quill were apt to seek...
a soft caress upon thy cheek.
If thou dost feel my love from here,
then know in dream I hold thee near.
Thru written verse, my heart doth speak...
a soft caress upon thy cheek.
My ink flows with a tender fire
lit by a flame that thou inspires
rendering me trembling and weak...
a soft caress upon thy cheek.
With words, emotions ever trace
a soft caress upon thy cheek.