a wistful whispering
of your name
like a lullaby
leaves an aroma of love
with a bittersweet-ness of loss
never (a loss)
of love or,
of you
but (a loss)
of a dream
of a home,
with you
* a fleeting sigh *
until m[y(our)] eyes
laugh a love
so pure
so eternal
effortlessly brings me back to
my home within,
where you are.
