Your name

Your name is whispered in rooms your feet haven't touched yet,

Echoes of you linger, like a memory I can't forget.

Waves of your presence, though miles away,

Still stir the air, night and day.

In every corner, it's your voice I hear, Softly haunting, pulling me near.

Your name, a promise of something more,

Even when you're not there, I still adore.