the ocean always dreamed blue dreams
Musings on the day he went away
by , 08-18-2009 at 11:18 PM (1396 Views)
Let us wipe the tear from Mona Lisa’s eye
Do not disturb her from her reverie
Although I wonder, if she, like me,
Is thinking of someone sweet and far away
I hear the echo of footsteps in the street behind me
As the streetlights glitter and the dark begins to rise
But when I turn to look, the street is empty
A toast to you and me then and all that was
And all that could have been
My heart is full as I look upon your dear and sleeping face
But when I raise my glass to you I find, to my surprise,
It’s empty
What do you dream of and how finely you rest
Your feet upon the razor that you use
To cut away the extraneous stuff of life
And how you dare to take the little boat
Upon the restless sea
How do you dare?
How do you?
I wish you’d look me in the eye and dare to tell me
Qimissung
This is not necessarily about lost love, by the way.
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