what a radiant soul she is,
do you hear her sing?
  
She is slender, strong
and comes alive beneath your fingertips;
you lean into her
and she notices it,
she notices you.
  
the sound grows larger in her throat
so she swallows it,
crawling burning cold hot to her heart
and she feels it,
she feels you.
  
the pain sets her on fire like a star,
she screams your name, she screams into the dark;
your stare is silent, biting back the words
but she knows them,
she knows you.
  
what a lonely soul she is,
do you hear her sing?