Listen, Love

Listen, love, I sing to you-
Soft and beautiful melodies...
What lost and undiscovered harmonies
might you join in with to make beautiful sounds?
Listen, love, I compose for you,
Twisting my own notes and words
Listen, love, to your contented sighs...
... that leave off when I leave.

The memory of you
remains in my mind;
The most consuming thought
I had ever imagined.
On my breathing your image
Lives and dies
At your hand thoughts come to swirl,
And I recognize the familiar pattern
Of love.
Only him of whom I think: You,
I cannot see.