Even the Smallest Whisper
Though you may not know it, I often think of you.
My eyes may not show it, but they glow at your view.
It's as if I know your there...before I hear or see you.
Seems I'm suddenly aware -- auras touch like deja-vu.
You might feel as I do, but how am I to know?
Your eyes may hide, like mine, a secret inner glow.
Do you feel me when I'm near...when I'm not yet heard or seen?
Does your aura tingle when I see you, like you see me?
Even the smallest whisper
Of your voice makes me start.
The most subtle notion
Of your presence melts my heart.
The air you breathe becomes perfume.
I envy all you hold.
In my eyes, you grace everything.
Your touch out-values gold.
Even the smallest whisper....
Though you may not know it, I often think of you.
My eyes may not show it, but they glow at your view.
It's as if I know your there...before I hear or see you.
Seems I'm suddenly aware -- auras touch like deja-vu.
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