Dreams
Dreams
Would if I could, take my dreams of you - for you - into a reality I could live
a life where I could find, that to me you would freely, lovingly give.
Hope is the last bastion for loves desire to carry on.
But in the end - my love - it is lost, it is gone.
You where the inspiration for change yet change inspired you not.
You where the fertilizer for the growth of love yet it you never got.
The dance of passion swings on the notes of loves song,
if it is to have true fulfillment then one must belong
otherwise it's just a dance and passion is - but less romance.
I've sent my love in rays of brilliant light.
You have hidden away in the darkness of night.
You have - it seems - walked away from romance
and with me have only had one dance.
And now, for me there is not a chance.
B.J."A" 2
April 26th 2009
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