To walk among our days
erase there every hour
you despised me as a fool
let them go
in the soft air of a breath.
forget the dirk of words
and every day you turned from me
disappointment in brown eyes.
become lost in you and see
only eyes, dear and soft
that cherish all the years we had
I want to look at you and see myself
reflected there. perfection and deep desire
see too those days when we are old
still a girl, who ignited a boys dreams
– Dave Kavanagh