In a small puddle of water
flowing like a river,
I see a reflection
of our past together.
There a flower
sits alone. Its scent, lingers,
While swaying in this dream
where I could hold you
forever.
At times, I feel
I'm not complete,
Bound by fence
I cannot see.
Yet there’s a path
where we will meet,
A journey set
for you and me.
You are all I truly need,
Come back to me, I plead.
To ease this ache where I stand,
I reach out, hand in hand.
In this life, though you're away,
Is this the only way?
These metaphors you hide within,
Reach me now like whispers thin.
I could even twist this one you've spun,
Turn it back, and make it:
Three.. two.. one!
Is this the only way?
In this life, though you're away,
I reach out, hand in hand,
To ease this ache where I stand.
Come back to me, I plead,
You are all I truly need.
