The whispers of the night are still in your words.
Hearing you from a distance is like seeing you in my heart.
Knowing your pain is brutal to my soul and forever flourishing in my beating chest.
Turning the time forward would be an illusion in itself never revealing it's forbidden secret.
Your lips quiver like the unforseen shadows of a willow tree.
What you speak is what you believe and what you believe is instilled in my every desire.
Your tears are worth more than a single diamond's reflections on the waters surface.