Surreal

29 Mar 2004

How do I begin for I know not where I am.
Is this a dream?
  I think not for dreams know not such beauty.
Have I found a missing stitch in life’s ever growing tapestry 
  through which I’ve fallen?
Is this some middle world 
  where reality rides upon the back of a unicorn?
Have I created you? 
  Lost my mind to an invisible fay?
If I hold my breath, 
  will you stay?
Perhaps I have no breath. 
  But I feel you.
When I close my eyes, 
  I see you.
Where I think, 
  I find you.
I am lost inside you. 
									                                  For TG