Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Pipe Dreams

Come,
take my hand
We will run through the forest
to the edge of the cliff
We will take a look at each other
before jumping off the edge
Falling
down into the crystal waters below
clear as glass
reflecting the sun like diamonds
We'll lie on the bank of the river
and let the sun dry the moisture
from our skin
We will roll in the grass
as we talk about the day we've shared
Then we'll watch the sunset together
with your strong arms encircling me
This is the dream I spin for us
But it is a mere pipe dream
Going as quickly as it came
Yet I will remember it
and cherish it
And somewhere in my heart of hearts
I will wait for that day to come

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