reveling in my fantasies
music soothing
hiding from all
beauty turns before me
so soft and warm
glittering in the sun
perfection, speaking gently
touching and holding, surrender
moments hoped for
realized in dreams
down by the waters
visions caressing my mind
reflections cancel out what
we cannot see
what
we will not see
only to be found in another
no escape far enough
no sleep deep enough
tossed on the tides of self-perception
broken on the rocks of realization
torn by the sights of truth
once again I return
guided by visions
warmed by dreams
fooled by hopes
Copyright 1981 by James W. Troy
Last updated at 16:36 on 09 Sep 2005