A Dreamer's Dream

A poem I wrote when I was down.

One touch, one breathe, to last a lifetime.
One look, one kiss, captured in a moment.
One whisper, one word, will forever chime.
One memory, two hearts, eternally beating.

As the hourglass turns, new pictures take shape.
Pictures created by those in possession.
Ordinary people, no mask, no cape.
Creations that are pure, with no intervention.

Each day a new story.
Forever echo’s in eternity.
All the pain, all the glory.
Epic tales waiting to be told.

A new life beckons, with hope of perfection.
Shadows and dust will never be respected.
Dreams never becoming a misconception.
Two hearts, one beat, forever connected.