Once the wind carried a whispered name, sending fleeting thoughts within my head;
Wondering where she is instead, I rather her to be within my arms but i awake she was just a dream;
A night of fancy indulged delight, brought to me a great and terrible fright, my dream was real, a vision brought to me shared with she I could see no more;
Years of five had passed and nothing naught of love came to me, alone i was i felt outcast, in my head a burden dream of my past;
How was it I continued on, when a lone misery was brought with each new dawn;
Then once the morning broke, misery hadnt gone from me only took time to show a scene to me;
a twisted car of metal wreckage, pillared house of white and aged brick, she who cried and wailed, a loss of life she knew to well;
Years of ten had passed, when upon the net i met at last, she who cried upon a phone for life lost in years gone;
Visions made real, misery left no longer needing company, left me to be with she, she who is my Visionry.