Spark

Spare a thought for me, my love,
While you stare at the distance,
For the spark that was born in your eyes
Lit my senses.

Dream of me, my dear;
Press my song on your temples.
Let my voice draw away all your fears
And embrace you.

As the night extends over the daylight,
Please remember that for a glimpse
Of your smile I would give
My everything:
Smiles and secrets, hopes and fears,
Tears and wishes, words and dreams.

Spare a thought for me, my love,
When you wake from your slumber.
To the spark that was born in your eyes
I surrender.