The almonds in your eyes
Warm like morning tea
lids rounding in a smile
When you look at me.

Softly words unspoken
Caught frozen on our lips
Hands open and close again
With tension in its full eclipse.

My love ascends in this way
If I had courage enough to say
From your brow and to your cheek
Would you stay? (If I could speak?)

You sweetly consume my mind
Like fog rolling through the bay
And though I've become lost within
you never fail to make my day.

But this love is a sailboat in a storm
Waves ever rolling, ever thrashing
In their dreams of something warm
Reality always comes back crashing.