I still remember every moment …
I fall asleep, and once again …
You are there
Your gentle hand across the table
Soon in mine
Together we share
A light repast
Some wine
And afterward on twilight beaches
Hand in hand
We walk
Listening to gentle gulls
Our toes immersed in sand
We talk
About the things we hope
The things we know
The past, the present
And the future ...
Some people speak of things that were
And things that may not be
I choose to think of time
Fixed within the framework of my dreams
Presenting all that is yet to come
Between you and me.
