Sell Me a Dream

Now I'm alone. 
I sit here waiting, watching, listening, laughing, 
FEELING... the splash of a tear who, somehow, found her way from outside to in; 
SMILING...thoughts of her linger in my mind...what she says and how she does the things 
she does; 
WONDERING ...where she is and what she is thinking; 
TALKING...to myself and to whomever feels he should listen in; 
DREAMING... of a time when life was young; 
DANCING... in my heart, of course, happy as can be; 
HOPING to end my search...right here.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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