Monday, April 16, 2007

4 from the forerock and one from the heart

two blank pages
one for worlds of words
one for visions, faces
still, two blank pages

I close my eyes
see reflection days played back
on black eyelid movie screens

dreams of days with you past
and dreams of days with you
and all the tomorrow's' dreams

i see you muse beside me
in the grand Golden park
just vapors of my hearts longings
blown free from thought

i may indeed
start to speak
as if you stood
right next to me

and if wary eyes glare at my direction
i'll scream my mind, arms wide and tell them
"There's nothing strange to see in this direction!"...just another girl singing her hearts confessions of love across distance

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