| Midnight The midnight hour arrives with a whisper, dreams long forgotten, memories suppressed refusing to go on the same road over and over again. * Voices of the night reaching me, shadows dancing with the silver moon, stars~ diamond chips on the sky reality and fantasy in a whirlwind of thoughts engulfing me. * Sealed in a crystal dream shards of love memories are cutting deep into my soul, I hear your voice as I drift to sleep ...and shed one more heart-shaped tear |