I am

I am the smile that curls your frozen lips
As the morning light approaches;
That dancing dew drop on your window,
Fading as the sun encroaches.

The melody humming under your breath,
As you drive another mile;
A wandering thought that peeps in at noon,
And lingers for a while.

I am the lines of the forgotten ballad;
Those words you read today.
Or maybe, the raindrop of the evening’s pour,
That, devoted, turned your way.

So, let not the silly heart ache,
Of troubles, dark and deep.
For I’ll be the silent kiss of the air,
Tonight I’ll be your sleep,


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