When I

When I

When I hunger

I taste a smooth thought of you across my lips

When I'm lonely

Your lingering aroma fills the room of sweet perfume

When I think of beauty

My fingertips draw a masterpiece of your face

In the starlight of the moon 

When I dream

I climb mountains getting high on your love

When I listen 

I hear the beating of your heart in rhythm with

My soul

When I breathe 

It is a desired blend of blue oceans and quiet seas

Wrestling with my emotional serenity 

Bringing me back to you

When I think of love

I always come back to you

When I 

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker