On water smooth as glass sentinels stand on mirrored floors as they float on life's illusion.

The Perfect Place

Sometimes I dream Ever have a dream of love?
Sometimes I dream of a perfect place
By a clear lake, rolling river or sounding sea
Water flashes light signals peace and serenity
This perfect place holds me tight and tenderly
I walk with you there, embraced by the fog
Caressed by the sounds kissed by the wind
Touched by your passionate gentle touch
Torn in your frailty, lost in your wisdom
Crushed by your love
I fall apart
Then the wind blows
The waves crash and spray
The desire becomes a staircase
The fog lifts and takes me with it
In this place all wounds are healed
Sorrows melt and fear dissolves
We walked through our lives
Together holding hands
We sat together
On the sand as one heart
It is that Perfect Place

© Paul Viel