It is winter now here on the Arctic Riviera, and as i look between the heartbeats, a quiet possesses my dreams while waking. A soft view of far away comes into view. And it is you that comes here in my waking dreams. It is like we have never been apart. We shared that vision of a mutual dream, a touch that lingers but not too long. And when it is gone no trace of hunger, that drove us to look between the moments, between the breaths. It led us to remember, a dream of what was never meant to be.
Others will not see it, this dream of timeless love, unless someday they cross that bridge that spans the eons joining the worlds so distant and yet so dear.
The woods they stand, but are no more, until they grow again. i will be waiting. Roots so deep, i remember you my little sprout, so young and full of hope. Now when old, our love hangs branched like a fruit to fall, to seed, to grow again as if for only the first time, like we've done so many times before. And you when you are there, and you are here, and you are everywhere; i love you all so much.
Tiny crystal flowers of snow fall in the icy breeze, nothing is new, except for that novelty of being. Soon when this dream will be over, and i will be alone again. but i will be stronger for having known you loved me, but soon i will forget again. From moonlit shadowed dreams, the woods, the silent snow. i love you still, but i can't remember. Except, When I see You In A Dream,.....
