Thursday, November 12, 2009

Recurrent Dream

If a likeness of him
Caught my eye in a crowd

Then I'd dream,
Then heaven allowed

Tender illusion
Joyful reunion

Sweet, spare moments
Stolen from time.

Then waves of love
Time's barrier broke

Left me stunned
I awoke...

Curtain closed
No more allowed

Till I see another face like his
In a crowd.
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1 comment:

Bill Conway said...

This is very nice, indeed. I like the imagery. :-)