I never got to touch his face
or feel the warmth of his embrace
i never got to hold his hand
& walk on shore on golden sand
i never got to hear his voice
or hold him close together in dance
i never got to taste his lips
or feel his sensual erotic bits
i never got to hear him say
i love you in so many ways
& i’m my heart i die each day
at all the things i couldn’t say
& my soul bleeds most ever night
cos i will die …
never having held him tight