Chasing

It's like chasing a dream
Somewhere between sleep and wake,
The form she takes,
When she sings to me the sweetest songs you ever heard.

I'm not asleep and I'm not awake,
But I feel her
With every breath I take.
Her warm breath whispering softly against my ear.

This lover's pursuit could cost my very soul,
But without her
What's left of me anyway?
I have no place, have no role,
I'm lost... and alone.

My eyes begin to open.
I close them tightly.
I can't bear the thought of leaving her again.
It's like chasing a dream,
But the light shines too brightly;
And I drift away from the heart I'll never be able to win.

KW '12

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