I feel him
And know he is near
His spirit sings within me
Wanting so badly to see him
To touch him
Just one more time
My skin tingles as though
His fingertips have brushed my arm
And I know he is near
The breeze stirs, warm
And I feel
His kisses
Graze my face
My eyes, my lips
My soul cries for him
Broken, weeping
Not understanding
Where he is gone
Or why
Yet knowing
Somehow
We are together
Still