October 23rd, 2006

As often dreamt

Posted in Poetry by Mark

As often dreamt a dream of love,
A dream of bygone days,
Oft many times this image fades
evaporating with the new morns haze.

But I feel its real, from this point on,
I see a new days light,
And now I face the shimmering dawn
With my love, by my side.

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