Never Holds Enough ©
The day awakens
where those eyes so cast their view
dress the world in their sweet allure
then sweeps back upon the eyes
That witness perfection's jewel.
I watch where the giggles gather
hold you in the prism of a moment
like a fine brocade that is rich in colour
fills my horizons and dances back upon
the soft tones of your voice.
I see the gleam of the day
there in your eyes that play
so softly the delicate dream
the haunting character of yesterday
The promised wish of the morrow.
Songs filter through
the caressing undertones
that draw the moment deeper
holds us in the balance
then sweeps past so fast
That the day never holds enough.