--I am here,in the sounds of your breath,
and music, that blends each color
of my soul, into one.
Into rooms, where I come alone,
I am your deepest fear,
and your tired company.
Your dreams are free, and
are like mixed melodies to me.
They sweep the dust from my heart away.
And if you wish,
touch the strings...
to find that one thing,
that touches you...
and play.
David Culver©2002