Will you sing another song for me, my love?
Whisper-close, I reach for only thee.
Can we make this love into reality...?

Hands running through your hair, and there
are worlds within worlds, somehow opening
in me. And you respond.

Swift and silent, gentle, strong -
I feel you reaching into me again.
Even as my soul melts into yours.

Come, my love, and play me true.
The passion of this music must go on.
Whisper-close, aflame with every possibility.

Without it, what the worth and where
the meaning of it all...?

? Michaelette ?