- Brian M Winningham
Mirage
I see you
Sitting there,
Setting sun
Shining in your hair.
Winds-a blowing
Billowing breeze,
You’re lost in thought,
Clutching at your knees.
I look at you,
Into your eyes
Gleaming orbs
Of heavenly sighs.
You smile and softly laugh. Then
My breath catches like a light snuffed out
My heart racing. Starting
To remove all doubt.
What's this heady feeling
Beating inside my chest?
Dare I dream a world of love?
Or what would you suggest?

I reach out
To touch your hair,
But you are gone,
Were never there.