Afterwards

You stare out in yellow eyes

Larger than my mind

In viscous pools of joy

Relaxing, we glideIt's all too beautiful

For my mind to bear

And as we shimmer into sleep

Something's unsharedBut seeing the flower

That was there yesterday

A tear forms just behind

The soft peace of your shadesThe world's too lonely

For a message to slip

But between the dying rails of peace

You tripThe petals that were blooming

Are just paper in your hand

Your eyes, which were clear in the night

Are opaque as you standIt was too beautiful

For it to last

These visions shimmer and fade out of

The glassThe 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