Thoughts floating in my mind…
Feelings of another kind…
Inexplicable to me
Are the visions that I see.
The impossibility of such,
This dwelling on you so much
Has caused me to be free, and yet
So captured by my reverie.
This dream, uncalled for, yet so real
That sets my heart up for the steal,
And promises of nothing, or
A chance to see you just once more.
If I close my eyes I see you there,
Royal, classic, golden hair;
With eyes that light the world aglow
With love and passion burning so.
I am better for the chance that I
Would meet you once, and qualify
The theme of my life changing to
A life of thinking about you.
Roland Takaoka