with comatose visions
i find myself stumbling
you can see it so
plainly
honestly
obviously

basking in your joy
a soft glaze of ecstacy
and i breathe it in

humbled by your courage
the resolve and creativity
conjures a fantasty of
trusting you
your strength

im awash in the warmth of
deep brown eyes and blankets
of your soft brown hair

someone needs to stop me
from dreaming all the time
asleep and awake
you are everywhere
turning
looking
smiling