All of You

A smile on your face was a rare thing The snow I dreamed was you The depth of my sleep becomes you You constructed me with my love One is all in my view of yours There are ways to make of the moments You can choose not to look upon me I think you are graceful I will hold your image in my heart And searhing to hear your voice When you come upon me I won't look back to you Then I knew all along you were mine It is most mad and deeper than the sea And more it cannot die.