For the love so far
by Patrick Patterson
Friday, November 23, 2001
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How far away the night sky seem's.
How very very cold.
How fragile be the desperate dreams.
Our loving hearts enfold.
The dragon sleeps, as the maiden weeps.
And the poet goes to school.
While the fool makes love, he never keeps.
Only love can make a fool.
Of languid june, and summer moon.
How time seemed without end.
So oppertune, I'll find her soon.
And call her my best freind
Oh vision bright, this very night,
Is all that life can be.
I dream of light, all dressed in white.
And pray she dreams of me.
But dreams, like dust, most surely must,
Be trod upon and scattered.
The heart must trust, that love is just.
Although your dreams be shattered.
How very far, Oh cold cold star.
Shine on the destitute.
How very bright my visions are.
And love is absolute.