I have never met you,
And yet, I know how you taste;
Like hope, and dreams, and
Like my love
You taste like my love.
You taste like the first warm wet raindrop
Of an English summer storm,
Like release, and peace,
You taste like my love.
You sound like a crackling fire on a frozen winters day,
A seagull's cry above a wild, unsheltered bay,
You sound like my love.
You feel like the sun's first gentle kiss,
Rebirth, and warmth; you feel like this,
You feel like my love.
I have never met you
And yet, I know how you smell, taste, sound and feel
Like my love
My love, my love.