I need to see you
to tell you face to face...

The brook is babbling, calling to me
the song it is singing...

Outside lies the armour
an illusion of my strength...

Vivid oranges and reds
slowly dipping...

Take me back, just a short time
So that I can undo the recent wrongs...

A shy little smile
Twinkle in the eye...

A spec of "dust"
Floats by and lingers...

Let me lie down
warmth surrounds me...

Stillness in the air
clouds hovering nearby...

Sitting here
wanting to cry...