nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

BETWEEN TWO WORLDS

The echo of
Pianos note
That travelled sweet
Without a coat
Upon windows and walls
Cold Winter chill
Is kept deep inside
Memorys window sill.

The bird that pecks
The windows glass
While inside
The music class
Still remembered
A vibrant tune
I miss you still
My heart to swoon.

A thousand years
Or so it seems
Cramped and crowded
Within my dreams.
A silken veil
Between two worlds
The girl who never
Knew I cared.