Sadness is reflected in eyes of the aware. During rare occasions when I shift my sight beyond the physical world, for just a second I catch a glimpse of happiness.
Those inevitably refreshing glimpses carry me through the reverberations which still haven't settled.
Sweet visions sing to the mind and give soothing rest to her dark intricate thoughts. Such restlessness, tests and press against cracks of her sight. Webbing almost breaking with each pounding assault.
Shards pressing deep under the smiles, as tiny pieces fall along the edges.
We bask together under the warmness of the dreaming window. Hidden in each other faults. Completely subdued we are mentally enthralled. But disappointingly we must soon wake up before the cracks reach beyond our walls.