The words keep on coming,
So I will write myself to sleep
In the hope that, if you ever
Read any of this, you will
Realise just how much I meant
All those things I said to you.

They may have come out differently
If I had thought about them,
But my heart was in command
And never let my mind contribute.

Now my heart has paused for breath,
My mind is reminding us
Of how ridiculous this all is,
And of the fact that all this
Is merely a dream we somehow
Managed to concoct between us
And become incarcerated in.

However, says my heart,
Dreams can come true,
And of all of the dreams I have
Ever enjoyed, if I could choose
Just one to come true,
It would be this one.

04/02/2002

Posted on 04/02/2002
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