I had a day dream today
In that dream you were there
Talking but not speaking
With no toil your short golden hair
...
Eyes of shadow and sorrow.
Enveloped in sadness and hate.
The seeds of heartache sown once before.
Sown now by my own hand, convicted.
...
A wayward flood of emotion blankets his eyes
His face returns to it's decent.
The world pauses it's madness for a moment.
Eye's affix to the ground conscious slipping
...
In Sorrow
I had a day dream today
In that dream you were there
Talking but not speaking
With no toil your short golden hair
You dropped hints about forever
Holding a tshirt to your face
A bond no man could sever
Twas awering to see your grace
I awoke without waking
I spoke without speaking
Rolled over to see you faking
I giggled when i saw you peaking
I held your hand, kissed your face.
Whimpered nothing but your name.
A cuddled warmth a hearts true grace.
In this there is no shame.
The thoughts I think and feel.
Have no binding on my soul.
My hearts song in full zeal.
As your words fill my hole.
I blink once the the illusion shatters
My broken heart is once more
The pieces knowing my distrort senses
You lie in front of me, I am sure
Your body is still and calm
Your face in perfect light
I placed your hand in my palm
The flood I had to fight
Looking around this room so sad
Through all the pain and disarray
I think to myself I am glad
For the illusion in this way
Silence deafens my ears
I raise myself from your side
Your hand falls, I shed my fears.
Using my shirt for all i've cried.
You'd say were touched by love
All the pieces called away.
To follow you like the doves.
I am no more from today.
(written by Liam Olney 2/10/2009)