inspiration overwhelms
the bitter sense of irony
and all of my old tragedy
as i watch you sleep
in you i see a happiness
that neither you nor i possessed
before the day we both had met
emotions run so deep
with gentle hand and subtle sigh
caress you now, and keep you safe
sweetest one, so full of grace
a joy i wish to keep
before the morning's rays invade
this darkened room where we both lay
how i wish we both could stay
in this moment, we both could stay
eternally, we both could stay
as i watch you sleep...