There is a picture of you and I

And it is in my minds eye.

We are holding hands,

Warmth in warmth,

Arm in arm,

Love in love.

There is little need of hope in our life,

For we are real when others are not;

We walk where others would avoid;

We stand tall

Where others only stoop;

We are living gold

Whilst others pale in our light.

In this vision

We need no other, for we are whole.

No pain will ours be to keep,

No memory,

However small,

Will be ours to forget.

Ours is a land yet to be discovered,

A dream yet to be forgotten,

Like the perfect song.

Surrounded by harmony and melody,

We will drift in and out of each others arms,

Forever due to return at days end;

Soon to return home

Where we will greet each other with love.

We have a time so real, in my mind.

It makes no room for others,

Nor for pain or loneliness.

We will remain,

We will suffice.

No one can argue against us

For we will endure.

No way out,

The world will have to recognise us.

We will find the

Time for us....