there is a trace of sunlight in the way you smile
a piece of the moon rests on your eyelids as you sleep
your walk shares the meandering path of a river calmed
by the presence of gentle wind
fallen silent to the earthly pleasures of
your silhouette, a backdrop of intense simplicity
contrasts sharply, sweetly, with the thoughts
that seem to drift through my mind in spite of
you.. who would have me smile before the
last slit of daylight fades to brilliant beams
rather than slip into the unconcious world
feeling lost, so lost.. i'm lost without this
hope