I dream of a place away from here
where we are both at peace.
Where spring days are filled with silence;
where wordless glances- tender touch-
are our only known languages .
I want to sense you, to know you beyond words;
I want to know the moment your pulse quickens
and your breath is stolen away;
the soft fanning of your eyelashes
just before you are overcome with sleep.
I want to count the dapples of sunlight
on your cheeks, cast through veils
of spring-green leaves.
I want to see you smile without worry,
without fear.