Teasing the link of mind to will
Stroking the boundary...

Woken up by the morning sun
Drifting hazily though my curtains...

Your face reflects the words just said
Eyes shinning with the beginnings of tears...

When that time
That time just then...

Feel the memories drifting through
As you read that book once again...

Whispering conspiracies wander on the wind
Fragrance falls and leaves its taste...

Silently I waited
Soundlessly I cared...

There across I see you
An inane grin spread wide...

Blank canvas
It whispers for a touch...

Trembling whispers shivering
Souls are shimmering...

Out through the window
The frozen pane...

Standing staring in the middle
Of a hollow empty field...