PERFECT MOMENT As I sit here in this war torn Vietnam, carnage all around I find you once again, slipping like a wisp of smoke, an indistinct shadow Passing through the dim lit curtains of my mind With eyes closed tight I focus not on the smoke and death But look into the darkness, to find your shape To come close to your smile and to touch your perfect face To immerse myself in you and to prolong this perfect moment To remain locked deep within you, the wondrous dream That's comes to me once more in this place called Vietnam.