just a poem

as walk across this world of mists and things that could be. i hear music guiding me. this is a place of what could be and what could have been. it is the world of dreams. all the hopes and things that could be slide around me. i see the house i want to live in. the musician i want to be. i see the world knowing my name as a poet. i see the dog i allways wanted. i see these things and many more. i see the man i was , the man i am and the man i could be. but mostly i see you looking through the mist. i see you stop and look from time to time. i see you worried and concerned. i see you troubled and filled with doubt. i watch search through your dreams for one you cant seem to find. as i watch you. your beautey strikes me deep in my heart and in my soul. it strikes me so deeply that you become part of my hopes and my dreams. to just glimpse you one more time would mean the world to me. i have come to realize that i know the dream that you seek. i know what it is that you are looking for. but even in this place of dreams my fear holds me back. how can you tell some one that i am the dream you are looking for.