dreams may become true - for me - and you...

 

Seems to be singed

Seems to tremble

Seems to pass

In brass

carved

Not forgotten

Neither begotten

Echoes in the air

somewhere

and still

In me and you

It goes abroad

as it has done before

Some written words

still echoes

 the simple sound

Which all around

Makes your love

So deep

As it seems

So profound

As the dreams

Seem to find

 

In your theme

It manifests

Simple gests

 

For you

To define