At the finest level of my being
your still here with me.
We still look at eachother
at the level beyound sight
we and laugh with eachother
in a place beyound words and sounds
we still touch eachother
on a level beyound touch.
We share a time together in a place
where time stands still
were still together
on a level called love
but i cry alone for you
in a place called reality.
laudine warbus
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-still-here/
