But for a Moment
Thrilled to have traversed inside your quiet thoughts, but for a moment, as I conclude another scratching from your pen, I am lost inside your sea of inclination. As I peruse every nuance you intend, quite often, I entertain the notion that I may be the heroine who rushes through your veins creating the nirvana that controls the reins of winged horses that escort you to the stars. I wonder if the wish you wish upon this night is ours as stardust falls on a heart that calls the lyrics that you write. Could it be my invitation for a dance with Mr. Right? Is this special time with you the dream I’ve dreamt come true or just a figment that I fancy for awhile.