Witch Woke

A small taste of your soul,
A tiny touch of your skin,
A little embrace from your heart,
I felt you deepest, deeply within,

The strong gaze into your eyes,
The great depth of your emotions,
The deep feelings of your pain,
I felt you as deep as the oceans,

Too scared to show my love,
Too deep to open up,
I’m a dried up field of crops,
Hopelessly waiting for your rain.