...everything is satin in pictures unseen and surprises as a dream unfolds... shapes in a distant window seeing her... don't know if we will ever meet... heart yearns as time steals a chance... too tired to fight for her for fears will awaken tired souls to reality,,, she is gone... satin shades covered dreams... clasping onto air,,,fighting sleep with dream... holding her always in heart learning to love...goodnight,,, john...