you were once a dream.


a story carried by the wind
that came rustling through my hair
one day.

i couldn't breathe for the beauty
my heart stopping as i knew
that i had been waiting
such a long time
for such a story.

Rome

when we were in Rome

i bought a hat that i never wore
i drank wine that i cannot pronounce
i saw too many buildings to remember
a blur
they all looked the same.
i wrote postcards that i never sent
tipped the bellboy who carried nothing
bought a coffee that i didn't drink
it was all about you

you
you
you
you

i remember nothing else
but you.

august 15/06 10:51