The moment

You are as dream undressed.
Trumping beauty itself.
Uncleansed by opinion, unscathed by mind or momentous commonplace.
Impossible what lies me here.
I dare not name it.
I dare not name you.
I dare not place you a thought, I dare not breath.
Search me, I too will leave.
For I fear your passing.
Lisp and stutter. These make the moment.
For here and now, betwix the eternities
I see you as no one ever will.
None other can hold this distance or frame.
Upon fancy, whim, or happens it can never be.