Lily.

      You-
You captivate me.
Your hair, flowing freely in the whispering midnight wind
Frames the face I long to address- but I digress...

Beneath stars and street lamps
I, having grown very old (and very restless)
Ambled nimbly through my dreams and saw nothing of Regret
Upon locating Her among my memories I stumbled sharply,
Stumbled over the image of you.
You captivated me.

When I was young, walking down the sleeping, unlit streets
I saw a singular port of sky fully ablaze
And from that fire,
the smallest spark of something I do not understand
Had floated softly from your lonely lit window
and into my life
      -Forever