How do I know you are beautiful,
When never have I seen your face?
How do I know that I love you,
Having never felt your embrace?
How do I know you smile,
When you hear me whisper to you?
How do I know that you need me,
Having never been there for you?
I have never
Held you.
Or kissed your sweet,
Tender lips.
I have never
Caressed you.
Or danced in your
Moonlighted bliss.
But somewhere deep inside me,
All of these memories exist.
Taken from some other lifetime,
One that is lost in the mist.
I expect from you no miracles.
No sudden rush to my arms.
This life we live in the present
Has willed that we be apart.
But I know as sure as the sunrise,
That another time will arrive.
A day we can be together,
Then truly, I'll be alive.