In life you are my friend <br />As true as can be and I <br />Suspect you shall ever be no more. <br />But somehow as I drift <br />into this world of sleep, I <br />give you a dearer name still. <br /> <br />David. <br /> <br />It's not your christian name. <br />I have never called you so <br />and I'd never to your face name you such. <br />But somehow my subconcious <br />mixed up the two of you <br />and it's funny but it shook me so... <br /> <br />David. <br /> <br />To some it seems odd and you <br />must think there be <br />some other person in my life by this name <br />Though his presence was brief <br />he never breathed this worlds air <br />except through the pages <br /> <br />David <br /> <br />Do not toy with me, for I break easily <br />I'm still searching my david out. <br />In my dream you are he, and it thus frightened me. <br />Have I found him so young or do I search still. <br /> <br />David Copperfeild.<br /><br />Louise McVicar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-david/
