Midnight Musing

Drifting slowly,
a face from long ago
glimmers softly,
in the shadows down below.

A gentle whisper,
pulls my ear away.
A silent drifter
with articles to pay,

Attracts the delight
of my effervescent heart,
reaping the benefits
like a child in the park.

Grand gestures alone
cannot make this man see,
the joyful charm
he embarks unto thee.

-knd