A love, like a delicate feather from the sky, lands into his reality, reality becoming a dream; a dream becoming a reality, serene and tumultuous, unordinary and passionate. two bodies, one soul, a bond so divine, I can think of no other. time and tide waited for none, angst and impatience washed against 'em. fight, they did, to love, to be... an eternal companion, they became, truly . and while he dreamt, the dream fades away within. Sorrow, now, a pitiful regret. No more. No more. No more . Life calls, Success beckons. With purpose as my steering, and a vision, unclouded, its time to move forward. Page 30
I'm Not a Prisoner, I'm a Free man. Don't care where the past was, I know where I'm going.