What I Know

Your smile makes me grieve
your eyes make me cry
your touch makes me believe
there isn't a reason why
we ever have to return
to the place where we're apart
where my passions for you burn
and the absence rips my heart
into tiny pieces and blows them
like leaves into a lonely creek
drifting to where nobody knows them
leaving me only darkness to seek
your touch, to bring me back awhile
to where the reason doesn't show
behind your eyes and against your smile
to make me believe against what I know.