Daydream

In my mind's eye,

Splashes of purple, red, yellow pink, swirling around - ice candy on a summer day.

I see sand castles being built, not to last.

I hear the laughter of a man and a woman, deeply in love.

I feel the dry leaves crunch under my feet.

I touch the raindrops on the windowpane.

I smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

I yearn for what has been, and never will be again.

I hope it will, in vain.

I wake myself, and live.