Simply

Melting into the air
Softly whispered words
As if the blowing of a kiss
Simply
Sweet nothings
Between you and I
Which draw my heart as with silken cords
 
How else is someone held
If not with the heart?
 
Imagination always speaks with deeper sweeps
Than memory recalls
And hope takes flight on frailer wings
Than should take flight at all
 
Speak to me the depth of dreams
Which wing the breadth of your heart
While morning stars sail the heavens
Before fading into dawn
 
I dream not just of days
But as if of flowers in winter
When the rustle of wind through the leaves
Is your brown hair flowing on sun-kissed breeze
Just
Impossible things
Which find their truth in you