What feature is there upon her face
Pulling my soul out into the night ?
The essence of dreams, set in plain sight
To lay where I lie, drifting in space
Seeking through darkness, shadows of grace
Leading me onward, fueling my light,
Settling course when drifting too right.
Spiralling in to reach her embrace.
Nestled in familiarity
What shall it be, singularity
Time shattered, then infinite lasting?
Or merely a fancy in passing
That forever keeps me fasting ?