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