another time, another life
Some early mornings… I dream you while walking under dying stars,… your feet are covered with sand, moist with dew. I hear the murmur of the sea as you come near, so near I can see the empty half of you and know I belong there, I reach to touch your heart and instead I find an echo the echo of the dreams that I forgot when I buried my wings so long ago to become the soil where another's dreams could grow. Oh I would love to travel to your shadows through the shores of eternal time... but its too... Sign in to see full entry.