|09:21 am - a sketch|
... and I wonder ...
If you were to vanish completely
into a lustrous beauty of night
would it be your smile melting in moonlight
or moonlight melting into your smile?
Questions like this are not trite
indeed, all of this may be
but and illusion on the surface of pond
Thus looking at you standing there
looking straight on the horizon I wonder
if I were to see palette of your dreams
would I find the hues of this sketch?