Leif

Just,
what I thought I had
opened my eyes
they are closed again,
peaceful sleep, dreaming
of a nonexistant place
where he lies, lingering
in soft daffodils of my mind.
Smoldered, confused.
Hearts beating in melody,
Arcadian rythm, mimics-
Breathing, swept away...
Alone he is, in the grainy sand
Water
reaching his fingertips,
brushing
past his toes,
wind
escaping the sea
and finding me.
You are
left contradicting, sweet
splendourous light, flicker
from your eye
I see
you and you
will never leave.