Fantasy can never be real and what is real can never be fantasized- yet my dreams are great...

I know you heard me
When words failed me
I knew you felt me
When I was not there
I knew your warmth
Though your arms
Never held me
I knew you thought of me
Although you never said
I knew you cared
Even when you voiced nothing
I knew you wanted me
Given your slightest touch
I knew you saw me
When I felt your stare
I knew all this
Only because you heard me
When I spoke - laughed
Or cried
When I voiced my say
You listened
You looked me in the eye
Never faltering
Through the years
And yet we never loved
Touched or held the other
I knew your heart
And felt your soul
Even now when
You are not here
But are …
Because you hear me