as you trace my lonely image
and paint my gloomy eyes
you feel my warm-heart embraces
from the portrait in your mind
and when the shadows merge to darkness
hides the sweet hungry lips
conceal electrifying beats
felt by two longing hearts
and when I fold another page
from the book of empty leaves
i saw not only my shadow but ours
in the portrait of their minds
lady grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/legacy-18/
