Surreal

By: Theren Alexander
8/16/6 12:02 AM


I see you even with my eyes closed,
Feel you at the most anesthetic state,
Right in front of me, I can’t touch you,
I am numb; I have lost my voice.

Why with you the world seems to stop?
For a moment’s gape and momentary bliss,
Like a phantom who has stolen,
The silent solitary life of me…

If I can hold you for a split second,
And seal that chance in a jar,
I can have a split second of forever,
For my heart’s long time desire.

Copyright ©2006 Theren Alexander