Sitting in my chair
Musing, lost in space
All I do is stare
And visualize your face
Soft music in the
background
Brings images of you
Every note, each sound
My thoughts they do imbue
Here in tainted dark
The moon softly aglow
Slowly I embark
On journey past my woe
And all that every dream
Could ever hope to be
Greets me in a theme
Of hopeful fantasy
I find myself at peace
Though nothing here is true
Lost in sweet release
And images of you
Rain now draws me back
My thoughts begin to fade
The water droplets smack
And softly serenade
Fondly I’ll remember
The dream, it sparks a grin
It left behind an ember
That forever burns within |