02/16/10
Gazing at the stars through the night sky,
Searching for the eyes that showed me how to fly.
I can not recall the way to this place,
Lost in a blur as I followed your pace.
Yet the familiar graze of wind on my hand,
Reminds me exactly where I now stand.
As I prepare myself to soar through the air,
The night sky opens between strands of your hair.
Your face emerges from out of the night
Its beauty revealed wreathed in moonlight
With a gust of wind I jump into space,
As the dream fades away with your final embrace.
02/06/10
I want you to see me. But you can't, can you. You don't.
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