Treasured memories

of a far away land,

Through the mist

comes your familiar face.

Without stretched hands

you reach for me,

To let me experience

What can never be.

Our souls entwined

by silver strands,

as we travel on

the heavenly lands.

Never ending pleasures

of dreams come true,

fantasies become real

of me and you.

As darkness fades

and light filters through,

the time has come

for me to leave you.

Back on earth

before night becomes day,

the dreams carry on

until next we can play.

©  FRAZZ 2000