My Dear,

I saw you again last night.

Your face was in the moon,

Smiling at me

Like you always do,

Even though

I wouldn't know it.

I heard your laughter,

For the first time.

It filled my dreams

Like a thousand

Shooting stars

And silenced

My fear of darkness.

Your words resounded

Through my thoughts,

Settled closely

To my heart

And stayed there,

Keeping me warm

In their softness.

Then the morning came

And you were gone

With the moon...

But you came again today

With the sun,

Smiling at me

Like you always do,

Even though

I wouldn't know it.

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For Zydha

©2004 Emma J J