Sunday, December 2, 2012

Surreal


Her memory still comes back to me
though faded by the years   
Sometimes I see her in my dreams
and then for days the tears

My mind accepts reality
but deep within my soul
A longing to transcend this world
and hold what darkness stole

At times she reaches out to me
her presence I can feel
Although she's standing close to me
it all seems so surreal

All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2012



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