Swept up.

Eyes wild, drawn sky-fire bright in the wilderness between

You and me.

Tick-tock to-and-fro

In this moment there's a quickstep left

I watch your pupils dance here and there

I'm swept up in the motion.

A student of sweet Desire.

It's a vast desert, here.

Lit with the last tendril vines of dreaming sleep.

Held captive in your gaze, there's a whole journey

A sun and moon and yawning horizon on the water

Children skip, then grow old and weary

Flowers explode in a whirling field of green and shimmering summer gold.

A whole age passes through my view before

I finally take a breath,

A sidle slide right back into this room, this restaurant

This reality of you and I and dinner.