• With gentle breath
    And soothing sigh,
    My love lay down its head to die
    Morning turns into its death
    Your lovely glance
    And careful smile
    Makes me dance
    for miles and miles
    The colors are all white and black
    As your voice beckons me back
    Into your world
    I do go
    And the words you choose to show
    Color my mind
    And help me grow.