Your Presence

Something comes over me,
whenever you are near.
Like feeling the sun's heat,
then a cloud blocks it, and
then heat disappears.

I don't need to see you,
to get this feeling.
When you enter my surroundings,
the atmosphere gives me hints,
by giving me chills.

Are you a form of air?
Like when the wind blows,
I can hear you whisper in my ears.

I can't explain it,
its too hard to put into words.
Maybe I can sing it,
and make it sound like a beautiful
bird.

All I know is that
I love you, and
thats good enough for me.
I hope to see you tomorrow.
If not, at least I will feel your
presence near me.