I etch my love on paper so you can hold it in your hands...

                                                             ­­                                       and read it into life again... as if it just began.

I pour myself onto the sheets so delicate and crisp...

                                                             ­­             perfumed so lightly with me ... you bring them towards your lips.

  For a moment time stands still...we are lovers once again...

                                       within the shadow of your mind and the memory of my pen.