gone ...as i watch you sleep

the scent of perfume ...
the scent of musk
always brought me closer 

 i would not miss any part of
your existence

your hair rest so roughly
yet a softness to its curls

and your big white eyes
i could not miss not even with a wink

i would look upon you as calm .....
as mist in the morning dew

as your shyness was......
as silly
lasting in your beauty too

your lips i will not speak....
for each structure of your bones,
to your face graces in everyway

so many specials you were
to every smile