Wednesday, July 6, 2011

A Risk on "Sunday"

Though not yet mine
You linger in my dreams
From that place of fantasy
I call out to you
With my soul
I reach for yours

You know not of me
But we have seen each other
Our eyes once met
And briefly I felt at ease
A tranquillity swept over me
Have remembered you from my vision while I slept

When I here Sunday
I get a chill because I know what it means
This is a lot to say about someone I have yet to know
But I will be willing to take a risk just to see where it goes
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