Messenger of Love
Messenger of Love
Gently you knock on my door
You mutter a thing or two
But I can never hear clearly
The whispers that come from you
I open the door for you to enter
I get only traces of your aroma
Is it that all you have to say
Can wait for another day?
Deep within my soul
I long to see your face
And although I’ve never touched you
I long for your embrace
Next time I hope you’ll just enter
Walk in as though you’ve already knocked
For the messages you’ve been sending
Dwell in doors that need not be locked