Saturday, May 8, 2010

Seeing Things

I close my eyes and see her face
She's smiling
And I want to smile back
The smile ne'er lasts for long
Soon she's crying
And I want to cry but find I'm only staring
What was once littered with vivid detail
Is now a smudge
A shadow of what use to be
A faded memory
It's a dream
But not exactly
Because I am not always sleeping when I see

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