Last night I stayed only as long,
to watch your eyes soft and somber,
From the page of your book fade and wander.
Alas you tottered off to sleep,
So snuffed out the candle
for your sleep you shall keep.
Upon your face dancing shadows of a midnight rain,
cast of curious streetlights through an unbarred pane.
Never have I seen such beauty,
the beauty that I see now.
In this thought I lay a kiss upon your brow.
Then with a whisper I said goodnight my love,
I must go home and asleep
Its there that I pray in our dreams we shall meet.
In endless fields of floral,
our bodies embrace.
On the tops of mountains we stand face to face.
On the shores of the seas our minds roam free.
But it is on this beach our lips shall meet
of passion and bliss.
And if this time we do not find or remember,
I ask only this.
That when you wake you realize,
Asleep on your brow is a kiss.
McGovern/1992
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