Wednesday, March 02, 2005
There are
brief moments -
when the fog clears
and sunbeams
break through.
Those are the
moments before
I awake.
When I am
still dreaming -
of you -
and it's real.
The split seconds
before I
surface -
only to be
crushed by
what is now
just a memory.
brief moments -
when the fog clears
and sunbeams
break through.
Those are the
moments before
I awake.
When I am
still dreaming -
of you -
and it's real.
The split seconds
before I
surface -
only to be
crushed by
what is now
just a memory.