By Donovan
Date: 26 July 1998

Olivia

You drift through my imagination
Dry land in my sea of torment
I float through the days on a river of pain
Broken promises litter the waters
Shattered hopes rip at the hull of my craft
I look out over the waters 
Your light nearly blinds me
Golden shimmers
In my mind I look into your eyes
Tranquility, stillness
The current hastens
I am jolted back to reality
The vision of your face
A warm, safe place
I long for your touch
For your kiss
I steer my ship for your shores
Not knowing what hazards lie in wait
Between you and I
Should I swim for the shore?
Risking all on a glimpse of what could be?