Daze

Den här dikten skrev jag till Ann-Louise efter att vi hade träffats. Jag läste den sedan också för henne på vårt bröllop.

Unreal sesations, a bit of a daze
Unwilling to move, trapped in a gaze
Awakend and sleeping, edged in between
Breathing again, no longer unseen
Time cruising by, brushing forever
An hour? A day? A second or never?
Shimmering jewel, a bright tiger’s eye
Leaving the past, contemplating goodbye
No longer bleeding, not having to wait
The world now reborn, could this be my fate?