As I await the rising of the sun, I hear the song of swallows through the open window. Their voices join as one in unison to carry the same tune. They hear a frequency and share it with the world who have ears.
With eyes closed, I lay my head back on my chair and hum with them. I have swallowed my heart. I grow feint with waiting. Your left hand cradles my head and Your right hand encircles my waist. I lean my head upon Your chest as tears of longing fill my eyes. A love song pours into my heart.
The nearness of You lingers like a fragrance….