Afterwards

You stare out in yellow eyes Larger than my mind In viscous pools of joy Relaxing, we glide It's all too beautiful For my mind to bear And as we shimmer into sleep Something's unshared But seeing the flower That was there yesterday A tear forms just behind The soft peace of your shades The world's too lonely For a message to slip But between the dying rails of peace You trip The petals that were blooming Are just paper in your hand Your eyes, which were clear in the night Are opaque as you stand It was too beautiful For it to last These visions shimmer and fade out of The glass The petals that were blooming Are just paper in your hand The petals that were blooming Are just paper in your hand The petals that were blooming Are just paper in your hand