Surface Of Reality

Behind the surface of reality
Are the hands of fantasy
With illusions of time
That is stimulating my brain

As time does past.........
You are in my memories
Engraved in my heart
There you will stay

You may grasp my touch
With a clasp I do hold
Yet you've so are away
But really are you?

I feel your cool exterior
With admiration you hide
Every day I think of you
You are in disarray

As I hear your whisper
It makes me wonder
If you can answer with a smile
To all these things