I kissed you last night,
Gazed on your sleeping face,
Sighed with wonder
At the beauty of you.
I see it, but you,
May still be unaware.
I'll keep telling you,
Until you believe as I do,
And your glistening wings will pop out,
Lifting you into the air,
And you soar up and laugh,
Piroutte for both our pleasures,
Landing lightly at my side,
Taking your place, awake, with me.
"Til then, I'll kiss you each night,
Gaze on your sleeping face,
And sigh with the wonder,
At the beauty you
Have not discovered yet.
Donovan Baldwin