TO BE THERE...

The way you run...
your fingers through
your hair, way down,
and veil your smile.
Inside me deep
it burns and yearns,
to be there... lost,
to swim, to drown,
between those strands.
To rise so high,
and be like stars.
To kiss the night,
and shine, and shine,
the way you do,
a-bridge these waves.
The dark a-lights...
Inside you, does it
burn and yearns,
to be there... lost,
forever sky ?