she
feels as precious to me
as the air that sustains my life
someone please remind me to breathe
see i know a woman's soul 
that her own eyes do not perceive
that lights a fire in my spirit
that the stars would not believe
but change has been thrown in the tollbooth
see my lover she's moved on 
to discover inner truths
and i love her even more for this
though i get lonely at home 
without her lips to kiss
her eyes to see 
her love
i miss
mistakes were made  
i want forgiveness
for the naive crimes that i am guilty of
see there was a time 
i tried to deny 
the reality of this love
i attempted to avert my eyes
thinking it not possible 
that i had found the one
so soon
but a voice more wise 
always told me to return
and now
as i offer my naked soul to her life
it is she
dressed in the robe of indecision
it is she
who shields herself 
from the shameless onslaught 
of my adoration
and it is i
who awaits 
her train of thought 
to realize 
the beauty of my station...