in a crowded room of 1000 Eyes.
it is my Fancy captured by your guise.
where Bodies float like pollen on the breeze
and voices melt like snow into the Seas.
from within we've Hungrily forged our ties.
a Need so innate, it's hard to disguise.
at games and Laughter we did start to tease,
tender words, warm Embrace, moments to seize.
chance brought us Together, that no wealth buys.
you help me find again, the will to Rise.
where my spirit Soars, unrestrained set free
and love is for you, and maybe for me.