The softest of whispers floating lightly on a gentle breeze;
Calling out your name
Can you hear it?
The touch of the softest down feather barely making contact;
Sliding down the side of your face
Can you feel it?
Eyes gazing longingly, yearning for so much more;
Looking into your eyes
Can you see them?
One lone teardrop falling and leaving a trail of salt in it's wake;
As it makes it's way down
Can you taste it?
A connection based totally on the heart;
Two souls reaching out
Can you hope?