Thine who awaits

Happiness is so hard to come across and we never cherish it enough.. here is what happiness is to me..

In grace ephemeral, his swift passage weaves,
A shadowy dance, transient reprieves.
No grasp to bind, nor plea to compel,
Yet, tales unfold in his fleeting spell.

Through realms unknown, my heart takes flight,
With him, my muse, in the ethereal night.
Elusive face, a trace so fleet,
Yet, worth a lifetime, this longing sweet.

Lips once yearned, in flight's blurred stream,
A symphony of joy, a wistful dream.
His departure swift, a tender art,
Leaves me smiling, with a lifetime's heart.