With Great Hope

I think of her all the time
Not a moment goes by
All the hours in the day
She is on my mind

I wake up and she's  here
I fall asleep and she's here
When I walk around town
She is everywhere

The blue in her eyes
The hair on her back
The sweet smell of her neck
My senses under attack

Then there's that voice
Oh that sweet sound
It's addicting I know
Not another will be found

I long to hear her
To smell her
To touch her
To be with her

Being without her is lonely
But I do what I can
I do it with great hopes
To again be her man