January 6, 2009

An Image of You

On the line at which the sky and the Earth appear to meet, I see an image of you. My vision pictures your subtle hair, your sweet smile, your expressive eyes and the natural curves of your body, all crystal clear yet impossible for me to touch and feel.

This life-like portrait is all I have right now.

But time will pass and as it continues making yesterdays and torn calendars, I will be waiting for the day that right before my eyes your vivid image…

will turn into reality.