Dreams To Remember
Saturnine fields
Lay fallow
Upon the shores
The wind does not breathe
Time to stand still
While I hold you in my mind
I am reminded of bucolic days
And nights that never ended
We lived and loved
And walked together
Though never hand-in-hand
In the moon
I saw your smile
A whisper in the trees
Your voice
Danced upon the breeze
Like a satellite
Twinkling in the night
You circled my bed
Angel of silence
Not a word was said
In the morning
I would drink tea
Waiting for an aberration
To be found in the pattern
Of the leaves
Alone, oh no
Not I!
For I have a dream
A dream to remember
Though often I do cry.
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