Closure--Revised

Softly, tenderly whisper it to me just once more I must hear it before the closing of the door. Tell me in that voice that’s wired to my soul Tell me you love me with a love I alone know. Hold me, mold me to your charms complete Soothe me with balmed hands before I sleep. Of a truth, I need you now as never before, There is a beckoning from that distant shore. I tremble now, feeling the fateful hour near It will cruelly seize what I have ever held dear. But we knew in the backburner of our minds That for every love, time this moment finds. Softly, tenderly, whisper it to me just once more Hurry, love, there is a rasping at the door.