And your

dreams run

deep,



still water

thoughts

of past and

future

songs.

of harmony

with love

witnessed

by the

beauty of

all that

is you.



and over

a hill or

behind a broken

mirror on

a wall

lies all of

the secrets

of you.



acquired over

the years of

dreams and

salutations.



and to

sit and

talk and

share them

with you

for a moment

here a

moment there

would be

answering

all the

daydreams

I have of

you.



Where God

could listen

to our

conversations

and smile

above us..



with a

thought of

"it is good

in this life

that you

too have

met in

your journeys

through life,"



and I

know it

is good that

we have met

so I might

give you

all the words

you inspire

me to write,



like a child

running home

with his

final school

day report card

before summer,



so do
I run

to you,



to write