• 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.

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