irishrich

As the spring starts to settle in. I hear her calling to me. Incantations like that of a sweet symphony of love..
But I cant find her..
For weeks I followed her voice and it lead me to knowhere.
I stood on firm ground and yelled for her..
then yerned for her..
and now I long for her...
I would give anything just to glance at her..
Taste of her..feel her pale skin connecting with mine.
I picture her dancing aginst the wind...
but she is faceless...
I cant live without her....