Dearest Michaella,
one last thing--what shall we say?
must we carry on?
I cry a tear of loving still
and of days beyond
has the hope now let its last
and I dreaming still?
so we gaze through misty eyes
and pray this heart to fill
there you stand: the song is breath
I have come so far
I can almost see you now
from here to where you are
a dream may pass, and yet again
I cast them at the stone
for you are life, the deepest breath
of all that I have known
here you stand beyond my sight
I see through waking eyes
the mist and dew of heaven's kiss
the tears that morning dries
every word you speak is grace
every touch is gold
whisper tears of brighter days
speak the heart untold
steal a kiss--my breath escapes
I lose myself in you
in your eyes, the spring awakes
the summer falls as dew
cry a tear for sleepless nights
feel this beating heart
we have come to life anew
shall we greet the start
and now,
I see you.
sincerely yours,
Christopher Steven Coan
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