Silent Contemplations I find myself daydreaming. Does it show on my face? Of the simple pleasures that I find ~ Contemplating your embrace. Memories wash over me As I gaze up at the stars. I trace the strong lines of your face. Then paint them on the stars. Dragonflies set the night sparkling, Simmering with the moon. Like tiny fairies dancing in rythmn, To some unheard tune. It seems the magic of your love ~ Has a life all it's own. Surrounding me with a magic~ I have never know. So should you see me smiling ~ what you really see. is my silent contemplation ~ of your love's memory. © by Sandra Kelly Copyright 2003 All Rights Reserved