I think of her laughter,
I think of her gentle voice,
I feel her hair when
it touches my face.
I let my finger slowly
caress her neck.
She turns around and look at me,
soo clear so real.
I take her head in my hands,
and kiss her softly on her cheeks.
She smiles and walk away.
My dream is softly fading.
I take her hand in mine,
and feel a thremble of a bird so free.
I stop,
I think,
I smell her scent,
taste her sunwarm skin.
Too big an effort,
too much to win.