© 2001, Carl Thomas Gladstone
I’ve spent my life asking for the name
of who I’ll meet or who I’ll love,
but only answers in dreams
have reached me;
We’ve sat under apple trees at evening,
driven blue highways to be near for a while,
talked hundreds of times, in ten thousand places.
I’ve found shadows of you, echoes in dreams,
whispers that escape when I open my eyes.
You’ve brushed by and brought me
from dreaming to wanting I know
you are lovelier than echoes in dreams.
I’ll keep the light of you in my eyes,
a blaze so bright no rivers could dowse it.
Our love is stronger than wealth, life, or death.
And you are lovelier than echoes in dreams.