Let me be the caller who is heard

Let me touch your mind with silk, with words
Let me feel your colour, let me sing
Let me be the artist who is heard

Let me see the  heartfelt  flight of birds
Let me catch you with my golden ring
Let me touch your mind with silk ,with words

Let my love be judged as wild, absurd
Let me see the lightness of your wings
Let me be the artist who is heard

Let me be stirred up by what occurs
Let the bee live even when it stings
Let me feel your mind with silk,with words

Let me be no noun,I am a verb
Let the sunset come and darkness bring
Let me be the caller who is heard

Let me hold you close and comfort bring
Let me love you little, let me long~
Let me touch your mind with silk,with words
Let me  wander  with the music heard