You Are A Gentle Hum Poem by Luce Darwin

You are of some beautiful artistry;
Made of artifical light;
a gentle hum
When the song is over
My love,
You are my biggest secret
Only I, this paper, and these words know
That I love you more and more, every hour
Just your knowing glance;
Commences a new dawn;
Lighting every dew drop
and glimmers so all will be seen;
All will be heard
There is something peaceful about you
In the way you stare out the window
Holding your cup;
Sipping every once in awhile
Even when I am a hurricane
And the glass is breaking
You remain composed
Your steady eyes; honest eyes
Are what make me question
Everything that I do and think
I must be seen as enslaved;
Too solemn to smile
Compared to your innocent grace
and fleeting concerns
Amused and smiling at me;
oblivious to dismal haze
that covers the earth
and the trival sirens
being projected into our ears