::Dreams::
Faintly, I hear the calling of my name
Through tears and confusion, I try to see
But fog, mist, and and the shadow remain
I feel my arms reach out to
The figure that must be the man
Inside, I feel... it must be you
Desperately hoping you'll take my hand
The closer you getI want you more
I can nearly smell your scent
Light shines, revealing the shore
Your sillouette becomes clear
The oceans waves crash against the rocks
While a growing smile, dries my tears
Gulls fly in harmonious flocks
Ascending from their slumbered rest
Closer we near one another still
Praying to the Gods...this isn't another test
The hope that love will finally fill
Escapes, as I wake
I search in vain
My soul begins to shake
I can not go through this again
Because I awake
Copyright© 2005 J.A.P.
Written: November 2003
Authors Note: Sleepless
Inspiration: Surreality
Dedication: "The shadowy figure who always
seems to haunt my dreams"

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