Reflections

Sitting and reflecting if it can ever be,
that special something so wonderful so free.

The vision of two moving so right,
the becoming of one somewhere in the night.

Then too soon dawn does break,
the dream must fade & too, I must wake.

Reflecting on that special something so wonderful so free,
wondering if it will ever be.

From the velvety night you are like a star,
the two so close and yet so far.

Something to gaze & behold,
yet never being able to hold.

My reflections are filled by you each and every way
but with empty arms hoping it could be one day