your smile so bright
eyes wide and so light
was it me?
was it her?
was it them?
i won't know
'till the day you confess
who had favored the sight
of the grin that had lingered
upon your creased lips
of the spring in your step
as you passed us all by
of the song in your hum
floating gently away
into nothing but peace
that i might
that i may
just steal you away
for a single lone night
or for two
or for three
or for however long
you may want me to be
just yours
simply yours
in ink
and in pen
in color
and in quote
forever
but not always
because our now
has just begun
