I came to meet you
In the garden of dreams
In the last dying hours
Of the night
When the stars
Are just fading
And the moonlight
Is waning
Standing there lost
Between day and night
But as the sun rose
I could not see you
In the brilliance
Of its golden light
In my thoughts
You're always with me
Forever in my heart
But if I should
Want to touch you
You're out of reach
And out of sight
I wonder
Were you there?
In the shadows
Watching
Away from the light
For I know
I could not see you
I could not feel you
Just the cold
Of the retreating night ...
Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Two Human Beings - The Lonely Ones' - 1894
Edvard Munch 1863 - 1944