Night Muse
There is a place where I go,
Once my eyes have closed,
It sits on a lake with clear gray reflection.
The water is so clear,
I stare into its mist,
It gives me solace to sit under the overcast skies.
There she waits by the stone house on the lake,
Smiling and saying I love you,
I run to her arms and she kisses my face.
This is where I want to be,
It haunts me when I dream,
Perhaps love was meant for me in that way.
Eric B. Ramey
Once my eyes have closed,
It sits on a lake with clear gray reflection.
The water is so clear,
I stare into its mist,
It gives me solace to sit under the overcast skies.
There she waits by the stone house on the lake,
Smiling and saying I love you,
I run to her arms and she kisses my face.
This is where I want to be,
It haunts me when I dream,
Perhaps love was meant for me in that way.
Eric B. Ramey
Copyright ©2005 Eric B. Ramey
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