His voice caressed me as we sat alone

His voice caressed me as we sat alone
As tender as a dove, as felt as song
But he has gone and I ‘m inert as stone

His voice was mellow even when he phoned
Did I fail him,did I  do him wrong?
His voice caressed me as we sat alone

Sometimes I see his face , let out a moan
Where is he and where do I belong
For he has gone and I ‘m inert as stone

After him, I dwelled with the unknown
No voice, no word, no  greeting ,silence hung
His  memory  flutters   in my mind alone

If I did him wrong, may I atone?
May I confess my sin by writing  songs?
For he has gone and I ‘m inert as stone

Oh, you  angels, may I learn your tongue?
For  his love my little heart still longs
His voice caressed me as we  nestled close
But he has gone ,I wonder does he know?