Not once did I say no,

Not once did I not whisper his name,

Something so right infatuated my soul, kissed my eyes to sleep at night, and I looked in the mirror and saw a soul that was gone, I man that plagued my thoughts as did my need to be, and not once did I cry, but tears some how embraced my cheeks in the lonely nights that followed him not being here, he held me, with arms I could not feel, could not hold on to,

A ached for what once was, was still their, and a love that once was, was still beaten with my heart,

I was not me,

His smile followed me, and the laughter of him made me follow what was once,

Not Long ago I saw his face in the reflection of the sea, as the sun rays came down, and his eyes glared at me, as the sunset against my window pane, and the look of him froze my soul, an what was gone existed within this mans passage of my life,

I walked in search of his dreams, as did the whispering voice of him, in my ear,

I spoke him, as I said my darling love, what once was is still,

It is in that I looked for, that I wanted, he gave me peace, and with that peace I gave into a tormented soul,

And what I did not believe in, I once came to see, and what I could not see, I felt, as is the rushing of my blood that sought the warmth of a winds chilled breeze,

And not once did I not hear his name in the whispering trees, as the wind blew,

i rested my eyes so that I could see his face again, in the long hours of the night,

and warm lips kissed my eyes