Daydream

I pause next to a window sill
Time slows, then satnds still
The grass is chrystalised in morning dew
I day dream of me and you.
I long for a connection but hesitate to ask,
Would I recognize myself if I dropped this mask?
Maybe on a sunlit beach, through hot sand
we would be safe walking hand in hand.

A pinch brings my vision to light
a misquitoe floats away like a kite.