I don’t know the shape of your face, But I feel you close in every line, Across the miles, across the space, I dream of your soul lying next to mine. We talk in silence, words so clear, Your voice a comfort, soft and kind, Though we’re apart, I hold you near, Your soul lying next to mine. The world keeps us on different planes, Yet in my heart, our stars align, I wish for more than just these chains, Your soul lying next to mine. (I'm too shy to tell you the words on my mind I hope you can see if you read through these lines That I wrote this poem about you Something I wish you knew Something I've tried to say But now I'll say it straight (gay) I wrote this poem about you)
