Days of Silence...

When I hear her voice... the wanting to share with her my dream... ...Like crowded chords in a melody reaching for one soft melody... In my dream...I am standing in a meadow...orchids in full bloom... ...they sing and celebrate their fragrance... soothing lullaby sets the mood... ...the scent of her secret garden... is enveloped within my heart... I feel her presence in the wind ushering in a romantic ballad... ...the mere whisper of her name... seeks out my besotted kiss... like a bubble helplessly trapped in crystal the attraction attain remiss