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...