He caught my eye
wandering lazily about his lips
my thought upon his words of passion
soul portrayed as note by note he sings of forgotten woe
of one unfortunate love
another and he smiles
shiny lights of lips and eyes
never cease you playing
in my mind
your childish way
so obvious
to laugh, you flatter me
and I approve
because
well, it's you
I understand. I've no name
and neither do you.
If you wish.
Heidi M. Smith, 2/22/98 Melbourne, Florida