The Life in You

When the waiter comesto our tabledoes he witness a womanimmersed in loveor a couple enthralledin the hallucinationsof lust and desire?Under the sunlight,sunglasses hiding my truth,I wish you could see whatI see in youas I smile and laugh atall the goofinessthat brings me joy.The life in you transportssonnets, music, and artright to my inner core.I wish I could reflect your spirit,gathering the kindness,gentleness, and humilitybut I think you wouldn'tbelieve what you see.I sit under open sky,on a quaint terrace,eating my saladgiggling like a school girlwaiting to finishso I can steal one more kissto last me many momentsuntil I see you again.