Unreel

Oh far far distant shore recalled where once our words of love were scrawled opon the sands of Xanadu when we were young and hope was new Oh far far distant dreams of times of sylvan forests in my mind reclining on the parapets of castles made of sillouettes shadows of what might have been behind the shades of if and when lit by candles in the gloom the two of us,a spell,a swoon Amagic wish to take us there sussurations in the air a gasp,a spinning faint and then alterations on the wind the skein of life,the reel of time flashing back along the line until I feel you take my hand to write I love you ,in the sand.