Author: Jim Vincent Viglione
Type of Work: poem
Source: CMv1 #26
© Copyright 2002 Jim Vincent Viglione
Lonliness hacked away at my heart
And exposed my soul so that it could be devoured by
The Night Demons
And as my soul was being devoured
I saw the sweet blue eyes
Of a soft voice that said
"I know you"
"I miss you"
"Your phone number lost"
I would have called you" "your lips are soft"
"Your love is tender"
I cried in cold wind that reminded me of you John
"Can we get together?"
My fear says no but my heart screams yes
I want to
I don't know why but
I think you might be a dream