SLEEPWALKER

SOMEWHERE INSIDE LIES THE TRUTH,
FRAGILE MYSTERIES OF OUR YOUTH.
SOME LONG LASTING DESIRABLE URGE,
WHEN HUMAN SOULS BEGIN TO MERGE.
STORIES SIMPLY LEFT UNTOLD,
DEVOTED IS AN UNDYING SOUL.
HERE AND IN THE AFTER LIFE,
WHAT EMOTIONS DESIRES STIR.
WHO IS IT THAT I REACH TO HOLD,
IN THIS WORLD SO DESOLATE AND COLD,
SECRETLY I COUNT THE DAYS GO BY,
KNOWING I MUST WATCH YOU FLY.
SEEMED WE JUST MET YESTERDAY,
WITH OPEN EYES YOU’VE FLOWN AWAY.
MY WINTER CHILL,
MY SUMMER HEAT,
MY AUTUMN BREEZE,
MY SPRING RETREAT.
UNCONSCIOUS AS THIS MAY SEEM,
YOU SLEEPWALK INTO MY DREAMS…

WRITTEN BY: RL BEAN
COPYRIGHT © 2004

SLEEPWALKER

Richelle

San Francisco, United States

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