"Your name written across the skies of my mind,
I long for your embrace, the touch of your hand, the sight of your face.
I wish, I dream, I pursue.
Tonight, I dream of you."
Beautiful verses, though I cannot understand the implication in line 4 below:
"I try and try so hard to sleep,
But I've counted all the sheep,
I've sung myself mute.
The lullaby's of poetic injustice take hold,
Are you there?
Do you even exist?
Are you just a dream."
Beautiful vivid imagery in a dream:
"A blurred vision tunnels my mind's eye, I can see, almost, so close, yet so far.
There, there you are!
Then you fade away,
Like the ghosts of my dreams taunting me while I sleep,
I awaken to find that I've dreamt of you, yet I can't make out who you truly are."
Absolutely beautiful and wonderful (dream)! Great write.