Another night of dreams, of stollen smiles and touch.
Another morning of truth.
Pictures from reality. I try to read your eyes.
What is hidden, what is truth and do you smile?
Maybe you'll find me again tonight and whisper answers sought.
We were two boats afloat in the same ocean.
Have you found your shore?? Is your footing strong and sure?
I'm still adrift. My arms are strong but tired from the struggle.
"....my eyes swollen from the sea.
I dream and in my dream you are sailing back to me."