The half remembered song

A dream, like a half remembered song whistles from far, conjuring the past...

I hallucinate those eyes yet again...

That faraway elusive look in them...

I remember plunging into those mystical dark waters...

Feeling the strange osmosis that revealed the deep buried desires that they were unaware of themselves...

How they would shy away in a willful nod and smile, reassuring my intuition...

Dewy eyed I look at them again, wishing they would unveil their fear...impregnable and cold- they refuse to be vulnerable now...


June 9th '14