Oh what do I see, once you were here, then you
were taken from me. How can this be.
Imagination a mirage of the mind. I can see you,
as if you have never vanished.
Oh, my passing friend, how I long to touch you
one more time.
Be still my aching heart, and be gone with your
vision I crave. For you are not here.
You are only a splinter in my memory. But yet,
I can see you.
Tears fall from my eyes, as I gaze in your blue
aura that has come to me.
Oh !! my friend, are you really there. or are
you just a yearning inside of me, to be.
You were, and are and shall always remain, in
my heart. For your spirit, I can feel.
For I can see you, standing before me. Just as
you used to. For your spirit, I can not touch.
Translucent in all forms, however, my long lost
friend. I can see you.
Be still my aching heart, and be gone with your
vision I crave. For you are not here.
Written By:
Donna Le
3/4/99
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