Her misty silver blue eyes,
I dream to stare into,
Her soft lips, I crave to taste,
She of my dream, thought, desire,
She is in stars and moon above,
I listen to rhythms of her heart,
Fulfilling my nights alone,
It is this rose I hold so tight,
I whisper softly in dead of night,
Imagining warmth or her skin,
She lives deep within my soul,
It is this memory I will forever keep.