Please hold me and tell me,
you're here for awhile,
For the one before you,
was so cold and vile...

Come sit here beside me
and whisper in my ear,
Oh sing sweet robin,
how I long to hear...

Adorn these gray withered eyes,
I open them to you,
Kiss my cheeks with roses,
unveil yourself anew...

Oh how I love you,
my heart is in full bloom,
Entwined in all your beauty,
no other compares to you...

Touch me with your graceful rain,
your waters fill my pond,
Feed the loneliness frozen here,
embrace me with your bond...

Breathe fresh life into my soul,
take from me this stale wind,
Our spirits are as one my love,
spring my dear sweet friend.
 
 

Teresa Wilson ~1998