Where the sun does not shine.
Where rain never comes.
Where there is no you.
A place, a land.
A man, a story.
A heart that is forgotten.
A cry that would not be stopped.
Is it an illusion?
Is it just a dream?
Is it a vision of me?
Is it what the future could be?
I clear my eyes.
I hold my breath.
Time stands still.
Then all fades away.
All that is left,
is you standing there.
Smiling and calling my name,
and then, I live again.