Never seeing their face,
Without their touch,
Or their warm embrace?
Can I love someone,
Never seeing their eyes,
Without their caress,
Would it be wise?
Can I love someone,
Never seeing their smile,
Without their kiss,
Only their writing style?
Can I love someone,
Never hearing their cries,
Without their body,
Would it be a disguise?
If they are not beautiful,
If they are not young,
If I discovered all that,
By a slip of their tongue.
Would I still love them,
Would I call their name,
Would I still treasure them,
Would it still be the same?
But their words are true,
Their passion still real,
Their love is undying,
They are my ideal.
I would love them forever,
My passion still stands,
For my soul is connected,
My heart understands.
