The sounds of her voice,
The beautiful smell of her hair,
Though gone,
Somehow still there,
Beneath a navy sky,
I imagine as she laughs her light,
Familiar way,
It's you and me - it's us I say,
But I pain,
Not cry,
With insistent longing,
For the elixir,
Her lips,
The relief is warming,
A kiss that could rebuild ships.
The beautiful smell of her hair,
Though gone,
Somehow still there,
Beneath a navy sky,
I imagine as she laughs her light,
Familiar way,
It's you and me - it's us I say,
But I pain,
Not cry,
With insistent longing,
For the elixir,
Her lips,
The relief is warming,
A kiss that could rebuild ships.
