I lay smitten, as I watch the dim light
Leap from strand to strand in your hair.
The fading fragrance cups my head
As I slowly close in to catch distant remnants.
Your body rests wrapped in arms as your
Head sits idle, just listening, listening to
The growing song my heart plays for you.
No sweeter composition composed.
Such a prudent prestige, while hearts
Beat Fickle in decisions of timeless truths.
In the times you feel so all alone,
I hear you call my name.
When seclusion sets us apart, I pray,
To knees I fall, it’s me you’re thinking of.
As darkness falls all around, I indulge
In thoughts of harmony plucked from
Heart and souls tether.
