I am all alone in my house,
my spirit’s sad, missing your lips.
Within a dream of loneliness, I walk.
Inside this dream beats my heart in a maze.
I look everywhere for you, love.
I call and hear the echo of my voice.
You’re so far away from my arms.
I miss your charms and your caress.
I need you. I want you.
Where are you! I am not myself.
My bed is lonely for there is no warmth
there’s no one to snuggle or squeeze.
Your pillow I embrace
and smell the essence of our love,
but that is not enough.
I call on the genuine you.
The one that brings me to my height
and tenderly takes me to bliss.
Where are you this night? I miss you.
Do you feel what I feel?
That intense desire still stirs within my soul
as I recall our years as one,
but I’m alone and in need.
Come to me, my love, and feed me.
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