On the Edge of a Dream
A passing instant, a sharp memory,
In a crowd our eyes met, exchanging vows.
The moment passed and she was borne away...
So I search knowing not the wheres or hows,
While on th'edge of a dream, she waits for me.
Copyright © Daniel Beus | Year Posted 2012
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