I heard a Cello playing one rain swept night

How I miss the sweetness of your voice, the kiss we shared

one day

in your van in the grocery parking lot....I heard you said our

friendship 

died because of a lack of trust..little did you know the real

reason why...I had actually fallen in Love with you

but things had to be your way and tho you will not see

me

  anymore and I long to touch your body...hear your

English accent...your passion for life....I remembered you

tonight as a cello played and how we once held each other

close and tight in your Van

and that one

                        breath taking Kiss ...thinking of you

here tonight, as a Cello plays

                               on a rain swept night....................