Echoes of a Wish

In the quiet of the evening,

When the world is hushed and still,

I dream of you, my heart believing,

In a love I cannot fill.

Your smile, a sunbeam in the morning,

Warms my days with fleeting light,

Yet leaves me with a silent warning,

Of a love that’s out of sight.

I trace the lines of your reflection,

In the mirror of my mind,

A bittersweet and pale perfection,

A love that’s gentle, yet unkind.

For though you’ll never see my yearning,

Or hear the sighs I cannot speak,

My heart will keep on ever turning,

In a love that leaves me weak.