...I'm waiting for you, my love...

The stars above are dancing for the ones they love...
We watch silent and still...
If I were a star I'd be dancing for you, my love...
I love you darling, always will...

I've no talent to display...
Or poetic words to sing...
Only the gentle heart at bay...
Wanting to say this beautiful thing...

We've walked along the sandy shores...
For years, now, so it seems...
And like the waves the crash and roar...
My love returns like the sea...

I've no song to sing, no pride left to lose...
Nor a way to truly show...
This which I am bound to prove...
That you will always know...

I walk with your hand just slightly out of reach...
Holding breaths between each touch...
With so little holding us together, like the stars or the beach...
It wonders the heavens how I love you so much...

I have no voice to lay on the wind...
And no tools with which to carve...
The simple words lying within...
Or the impression on my heart...

So I let your hand remain just beyond my own...
Till the moment you wrap your fingers up in mine...
And once again I am sated and at home...
As the dancing stars above began to shine...

I have a song that can't be sung...
My voice can't carry it alone...
So my heart sends out a gentle hum...
And yours returns it where it belongs...