She Came to Me Last Night

Gentle eyes and thankful laugh waited there for me.
I loved her smile, and touched her face,
Entranced with all her fleeting wants.
Holding, waiting, all words failed
As light and shadow caressed her form.
Small silhouettes of hair danced free on air.

The moment was never questioned or
Burdened with regret.
We were as one for many hours,
But the reflex to wake did end our time together.