What a terrible waste of those eyes!
their magnificent blue (deeper than dreams)
Lost in inoocent and splendid slumber, and
closed off from this world


my heart is closed off to a stranger.


, that I could see through those lids,
that I might gaze up on the gentle dreaming
of those eyes



and look upon me, now.

Do you see your future within?

Ay, but I pray so!
The blue of my heart matches the blue of your soul

-- that i might slip into your ocean.