Days Gone By

in the days gone by
the life, the dreams
the reasons lie full beside
my heart, in ways
that are often unseen
by you or by me
in the color that drifts
or solemny swifts
running down by the stream
where you and i once lived
in the hollow, calling tomorrow
such words, that are seldom heard
in this place of peace, of quiet
of dream, inside, i feel what seems to be forever
walking beside, the moment in my head
i no longer see, and often
no longer can feel, what is right
what is wrong, what is truth
i long for a place that i belong
to fill myself full of laughter
to drink until, this thirst is quenched
in the rivers of romance, red and warm
a color to the taste of morning
as the sun rises in the east, bringing with it
a day full of peace, that drenches us with cool
thoughts, of years we have yet to see
together, running through these thoughts of you and me
i am blind by the light of these sights
for i cannot see what is left
of your face, that burns in the race of the day
are you here with me now? or waiting for me
in some other way, that my journey will find
someday, one day, alone, with you, i know our hearts
will speak a truth, and know the moments together
that at last, will piece together, the years of blindness
the days unseen, only here with you
as we both wake from this dream