*A stranger walked into our door
That I already knew
How could he be a stranger
If that man was you
He had eyes so much like your own
They were such a brilliant blue
But when he stared right back at me
My eyes he looked right through
This distant gaze that I saw
Could not be your own
My reflection there was not the same
As the one I’ve known
In such despair my heart cried out
Afraid that it was you
As I no longer could see love
In those eyes of blue
My mind raced on, so confused
Prayed I was asleep
That this was all just a dream
And that your love I’d keep
My eyes flew open in the night
Body soaked in sweat
And I saw you sleeping by my side
It’s the dream I can’t forget*
Apr 28, 2010
Apr 28, 2010 at 6:10 PM UTC
*A stranger walked into our door
That I already knew
How could he be a stranger
If that man was you
He had eyes so much like your own
They were such a brilliant blue
But when he stared right back at me
My eyes he looked right through
This distant gaze that I saw
Could not be your own
My reflection there was not the same
As the one I’ve known
In such despair my heart cried out
Afraid that it was you
As I no longer could see love
In those eyes of blue
My mind raced on, so confused
Prayed I was asleep
That this was all just a dream
And that your love I’d keep
My eyes flew open in the night
Body soaked in sweat
And I saw you sleeping by my side
It’s the dream I can’t forget*
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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