I'd be deemed a liar if I suggested you leave me with no breath... Now, I find myself weightless... elated, drifting in that anti gravity that is the dream space of a carefree soul, but by a glance at your design. Never has any desire been a pleasant torture until now, I wish for nothing during these stretched out days but the visits you grace me with in my rest, the only thing I might want more, if time allows...is to convey to you through eyes connected, that I could never find words that would suffice in expressing to you the residency I've allowed you in my heart... I am and have always been untamed,wild and free in spirit, but I cannot deny that your outstretched hand will be the only call to turn my tracks around.. It is a warmth carried in your song that has cleared a heavy mist relentlessly restricting, suffocating... what is left of the rhythm of my own life...? I hear your song... My heart is still beating