I see her face in my dreams
Reach out to stroke her hair
My hand closes on air
Sleepless
I light another cigarette
Watch as a column of smoke rises to the ceiling
And remains
Dreamless
I watch the late night news
And as a volume of smoke rises to the ceiling
Joyless
I cry another rivulet
And as the cloudlet of smoke covers up the ceiling
I fall again in dream
Reach out to touch her heart
So near, and yet so far
Blending Southern Gothic mystery romance, fantasy, theater, dance, music, and flashes of humor, tells the story of a pair of lovers in two separate time periods who find themselves battling an evil fifty years apart.
Sandie Angel :o)