Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Visions (poem)

I saw you last night
You were there
Leaning against the door frame
I was seated at a booth
Watching as the band played on
The little stage yet
I saw you there
Hair straight and brown
Eyes bedazzled with delight
We danced on the floor
Nothing personal, nothing intimate
Just a very happy couple of friends
Side to side our feet would move
I sat there watching as visions
Of you and me came alive
So bright and vivid, surreal
It was as if the visions
Were reminding me
Of what's gone missing

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