8.

dream child

haunting my waking moments

skin so soft and smooth

yet unblemished

by the scars of time

or the wrinkles of age

hovering upon the edge of my world

taunting me with childish uncertainty

dream child

too good to be true

possessing my simple soul

tormenting my sleeping spirit

always beckoning from beyond

tomorrow

Buddha Babies: Seeking Reflections Along the Way

1989-90

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