INVERSE VANDALISM

I'm never been much of a poet, not compared to most people I've read since joining Opera, but, what the heck...

I can only get lost
in a dream to find your
smile dancing round me
laughing with the brilliance
of a thousand circling suns

I dream to wake up in front
of the gateways to a place
I yearn to go, and through
those eyes, find the part of
myself that protects my heart

And on it I will embroider
with threads of gold your name,
so that each time I dream,
I can follow the threads
back to the place I love.