And my eyes drift to you

Why do my eyes drift to you

ever so often?

When i am full at head

and worries bother me night and day.

I have not, but,  a second to spare

- and my thoughts drift to you.

My worries are gone,

all troubles lost.

If only for that second,

I feel opiumed,

flying, till my senses come around.

You are there - 

but not for me.

The bridge between 

is long lost.

I come back to my real world

with my worries and all.

The moment of bliss is gone -  

not to be back, ever,

or may be until i drift back again.