somewhere between the state of consiousness and the land where dreams reign
is where i find myself tonight letting my fingers dance with the keyboard
it's been not even three days since we said goodbye on that windy morning
the temperature was cool but with you in my arms and one last soft kiss
i failed to notice and cared not about what i was feeling on the outside
because inside i was burning with a happiness that i'm not accustomed to
having been in such a state of depression for longer than i can remember
this feeling i have now within me is more than i could have hoped for
and i know i've said this many a time before but i just can't get over
how the fates, it seems, brought us two fish-bowl-swimming lost souls
together
i never was one to belive in fate, that i was not in control of my life
but now i realize that there can be coincidence between fate and free will
that's the only explaination i can possibly comprehend at this moment
for there must have been some type of higher power keeping an eye over us
crossing our paths and giving us this chance to become something greater
something more than just two casual hellos passing along the crowded
streets
so as i sit here with my window open, feeling the cool spring breeze
i grant my imagination freedom to ride upon the currents of the wind
and before long i find myself beside your bed watching you as you sleep
your chest rising and falling with every precious breath you take
your hair strewn about your shoulders and the random twitching of your eyes
floating there i begin to wonder what it is your mind has concocted
perhaps visions of days not too far gone, maybe premonitions of what's to
come
whatever be the nature of your sacred dreams, i just hope that i may be
there
talking with you, and walking with you, and holding you close to me
i reach out to touch the soft skin of your face, to carress a warm cheek
but before i am able to make contact i am rudely awakened by the
realization
that you really aren't there at all, but are only a figment of my
imagination
so i am back in my room sitting next to the open window and think about
closing it
but leave it open just in case your sleeping mind decides to pay me a visit
too
. . . oh how i wish you were here . . .
 
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