For You and I

Life is a dream.
Mind searching for a string,
continuous. Reaching back
in memory to bring another
smile into time. Was it ever
more real than the dream
of the love that we shared...?
Once upon a time, so sweet.
The feel of grass upon our feet.
Wild flowers opening for
all we gave them then.
It's still alive.
The flight, the fall, the dive.
As if a molten firefly
were fluttering within.
Images too real to be a dream.
Feelings unimagined that still
stream through channels
utterly awakened.
For you and I,
we loved on high,
and never can such loving
be denied...

? Michaelette ?

7/22/2004
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