The twilight brought with it memories of a time
Forgotten in a maze of proud silences and wistful longing.
If only I could reach out and release the sands
If only I had taken a chance, if only.
Now there is only numbness profound
And confused cobwebs of wherefores and what-ifs.
The mind harks back to an impossible dream
A dream that I bore, nurtured and laid to rest.
A dream made beautiful by thy gossamer touch.
A dream that remained merely that.
Though far be thou from me,
Though adorn thou another’s sky,
Though I may only be a vague, distant thought to thee,
(or not even that, but only a no-body)
O, jewel of my impossible dreams!
To thee I pledge my undying love.
