Platonic Escape

I find sentimental silence in your absence
Yet there is great joy in your midst
When all seems as if it is hopeless
I find strength in your comforting grip
I escape into your morning sunlit smiles
And laugh to myself quietly when our voices become
Melodies lightly bubbling over into fountains of youth
I quietly slip into serenity
Every time I lay at your side
I close my eyes and
Slowly
Drift
Into

Neverland