With
You
With
You
We
walk each day through golden fields,
Walking hand in hand.
And at night on moonlit beaches:
Our footprints in the sand.
Through sunny days and starry nights,
And mornings tipped with dew,
And everywhere that is between,
I will go with you.
Our togetherness shows our perfect love:
At least so it seems . . .
Your distance is reality:
Love's only in my dreams.
Spring 1998
