February 14, 1998

325. Past Reflections #25 - Whispers (1989)

The sun falls behind the sea, as I whisper your name.
The power of a dream, lost as the moon shines upon the rising sea.
A dream of love, as it disappears from sight.
For perhaps it was never meant to be,
And I shall never again return to the arms of someone who cares.
Time has passed in the years since a subtle whisper of love has echoed through these ears.
The night has lost its meaning in a world of darkness.
I hold back the anguish of tears, as I write these words, for never before has a dream been chased so closely, and lost so quickly.
There is happiness still in my heart, for I know that you are happy, and the happiness of you matters more to me than mine.

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