Saturday, May 03, 2003

Will Be

It flew
Above,
Washing
Across waters,
Flying through
Another sea.
In depth,
And dusky shadows,
I felt
I saw
My first decree.

You dipped,
And soared,
To a sky
By no limits,
Space,
With no voids.

Never mine,
In static circles;
Never yours
In blind delight.

You,
That I made
Mine,
In fleeting tones
Of black,
And bliss.

Was it
I saw
Or dreamed,
Was it a
You and me,
Or was it
Just me.

Seer
Of magic
Passions,
I felt.
You,
I never did.

Touch,
Hold….
Through that street
We walk.
Hands around
The dream.

Someday
You will be
Real,
And
We
Will be.

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