Sunday, January 23, 2011


Down the midnight lane with you
I have strolled a time or two
With no other sound at all
But our muffled foot-steps fall
And I almost feel the grip
Of your fleeting finger-tips
And I almost see your smile
Gee, but it has been awhile
And I almost hear the rain
Dashing ‘gainst my window-pane
And I almost see the light
In your green eyes burning bright
And I almost feel the flame
In the echo of your name
The sky is almost perfect blue
…..and I almost thought of you……..


1 comment:

  1. I like this…. I like most of what you have been posting, and you have been posting a lot of wonderful words lately.
    Thank you
    I have been enjoying all.


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