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Pieces Of Dreams

We spent hours
    talking through the night,
kept warm from the heat of only
candlelight.
I told you deep, dark secrets
that had been bared to only a few,
    to those I felt really cared.
We closed our eyes
and took trips together
around the world ...
around the room.
Then you would get up
and go into the other room,
I guess for a glass of water.
I would worry
if you were going to come back to me
or leave by the back door.
But I'd hear your footsteps.
then see your silhouette
in the darkness,
and finally hold you once more
    in my arms
and I would sigh with relief.

But as the dawn broke
so did the magic
that held us together.
I don't know what happened
    just that I saw a change in you.
You turned cold.
You turned away from me
    and left me to pick up the pieces
of last night's dreams ...
    alone.
But none of the pieces seem to fit.

Have you forgotten
    we were friends last night?

Copyright © 1976 by Jace Carlton and Diamond Heights Press

Copyright © 2004 renewed by Jace Carlton
and Quiet Storm - Rolling Thunder Press

All International Rights Reserved.
No part may be reproduced in any form without written permission.

Excerpt from Sounds of Darkness published by Diamond Heights Press,
an imprint of the Quiet Storm - Rolling Thunder group


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