It all runs through
my mind.
A beautiful thing;
a fantasy
of you and me.

Snapshots of us
laughing by the
kitchen sink. Of
you buying me a
ring.
And each day I
wake up to you,
and each night
I feel the warmth
of your embrace
around me.

Wish I knew who
you were; think
I've seen your face
somewhere.
Maybe we'll meet
again, but for now,
I'll allow this fantasy
to live on.

- E.A