I know that there was more to her than
what my eyes could see
if only I was closer
though I knew I'd never be,
she moved like silk on satin sheets
all shimmering and light and
what my
eyes could not see
I
imagined through the night.

Behind the face another face
that looked out on the sea
and another face behind that face
with eyes
that looked at me
if only I was closer
though I knew I'd never be,

as she moved closer to me
it seemed that I had moved away
and the night flew out on golden wings
with the coming of the day.