Lost And Found
 

Lost And Found

Butterfly’s and Tori Amos
Speak to me
Waking sleeping premonitions
Melancholy lurks behind
Compliments that fall like rain
Drowning in your fame…

The smile and eyes beguile
Your scent is here
Residing in my dreams
A passionate ghost
Of memories past…
A meant to be too short to last…

Would you know me a while
If you saw me
Passing on the street
Searching for what we’ve already found…
Two strangers of like mind
Somehow always two steps behind…

We've always been here...the lost can be found...

©2005
Susan D.

i was just reading :) and admiring the deepness of your simplstiy of deepness that was awsome :jam: :jam: :jam: :jam:

glad you enjoyed it, cs....:rockon: :)

I did :) It Rocked Ann :jam: :jam:

that was awesome!