I will soothe you and heal you,
I will bring you roses.
I too have been covered with thorns.
I will never forget the way your hair fell across your face in your black skin tight pants and the flowers on your blouse and the murmur of love that sparked in your beautiful blue eyes when I spoke those words. Shook and quivered I did as I spoke. And so did your heart.
These vibrations will never cease
I, too, remember the feeling. You are caught between all that was and all that must be. You feel lost.