as i sit hear listening to you play
part of my story now known
so much still unknown
and the beauty is the path to finding out
i could listen to you all night long
and never feel tired
hearing your own music
dance accross my soul
as i sit and write these words for you
you are surprising me at every turn
words flow from these fingertips
as i listen to the music you are playing for me
my breath is stolen
by pure simplicity of the moment
singing for me......
how did i get so lucky
humbled by the thought....
