She is a woman
Allways
In my dreams I listen to her smile


In my mind I remember
Five days in December
When we walked together
hands held light as a feather
in moments of open giving
no expectations, no misbelieving
solid moments of connecting
by spirits alike in yearning
for a real life to begin


She is a Woman
Allways
In my dreams I hear her glare


For her, I will allways be there