The Passing of a Dream

 

Whispering winds turn my face again

 

The thought of another growing dimmer in the light 

The fleet of a passing leaf draws my attention to reality

 

As the footsteps of yesterday echo in my ears 

A face sliding past my mind turning away as time flashes by

 

Her body a silhouette against the morning sky 

What comes to my thoughts as I remember a kiss?

 

No more lingering tingles on the corners of my lips 

The trance that has taken me leads me down an unraveled road

 

Shapes passing by with no glimmer in their eyes 

Seeing the world out of newly born dreams

 

Chasing that temptress and quivering in the breeze 

The fleet of a passing leaf draws my attention to reality

 

Fore I am no more than a distant memory.

 

 

by: Jason Barrigan 4/15/06

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awwe, this was very good, this women you speak of, is it the same one?