You are
A dream in early afternoon
Glowing summer light, a reflection
Of warmth, graceful in motion
Statuesque in stillness with a smile
So full of everything and nothing
I could ever hope to express, as if
The warmth of fire in deepest winter
The scent of fresh life in springtime   
The cool touch of twilight across
Humid heatwaving late summer skies
Or cascading colors flying defiantly
Against autumns somber gray
Could even begin to reveal
How you made me feel
When I first saw you smile.

You are
A dream in predawn half-light
Dusted in shadow, a personification
Of beauty, languidly slumbering
Sensual curves revealed and concealed
Beneath layers of peace, and sorrow
Suffuses my smile, my desire to touch
Silky tangles of auburn hair, burning
To trace my fingers lightly across
Supple shoulders, down the exquisite
Arch of your back, to feel you moan
And move towards my haunting need
To be everything for you in gray days
Gloomy, cold and whispering rain
The special shelter from any pain
That might cloud your sweet smile

We are...

So far away
From what we once were.