behind your eyes

I notice
that the sun
forgot to set

in that world
that glows
behind your eyes

there, where the snowy egret
still flies

why on earth should it ever land
while its wings
are still draped in golden light

and the sand so smooth
under its flight

and why
should this creaking world
even think
of turning

or the twilight think of falling

while love still
leans over
whispering
to its own heart

and I and the day
still hold up the night
for a moment

while those crazy stars
try to rise

here, in the world I find
behind your eyes