Yearning
Oh how my heart yearns For a little something That is precious Which is not mine To have Oh how my heart yearns For the delicate Invisible to my eyes But feels very close To my lips As I leaned lightly And quite leisurely To my desire And to the depth of you I fell Hearts that whisper Speak and whimper In silence In desperate longing Yearning Now if we must go My darling If we really must Where shall we turn? Here?













