My heart goes still;
I feel your whisper
Like a breeze down a hall.
I know when you think of me
I sense a change;
Like a scent in the air
Before a spring rain.
I know when my heart
Goes dark and quiet,
I feel you near
Though my mind denies it.
I never tire
Of gazing at you,
The way I stare at rain,
Or watch the moon.
I know you doubt it
As you’re inclined to do,
But I know your thoughts
For mine are always on you.