January 7, 2014


I know you better 
than you know yourself,
trust you more
than you can see,
when you're looking
back at me.

Heavy rain falls
through the night,
carries us off 
into the dark; 
when we return,
perhaps you'll awaken

in my dream,
and I'll awaken
into yours;
for awhile
I can be you,
and for awhile
you can be me.