A Dream Of Surviving Christmas... Poem by Inner Whispers

(Sunday, December 21,2008)

A wildest dream I shared and believed,

With someone I long to be with;

Has never survive the rUstling wind,

Not holding to a lOve I have worked and efforted with.

I am not ashamed to lOve, I have an open heart,

Loving is sacred as I hold this inside;

Giving my heart and soul, no fear, so completely,

Never thought it'll be deleted and taken for granted.

Christmas, I'll surely spend alone, why not,

Maybe fly with a rented plane, off to an island;

Trek mountains and falls, camp for nights,

Forgetting the longings of my heart.