Meet me in my dreams
Because that’s the only place I’ll let you exist
Tell me anything you like, your silliest moments, your heartfelt desires
I’ll do my best to make them true
And we’ll live through fantasy
The next morning, when I wake up in my world
And you in yours
Don’t try to hold on to me
Or even feign recognition when you see me
Because I won’t reciprocate
I can be anything you want me to be
All but the one you meet behind closed eyes
Wings are reserved for private flights of fantasy only
Goodnight, stranger.
Hello, fantasy.
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Posted in Citywatch, Roving I, Waxing eloquent | Comments (9)
April 26th, 2007 at 1:44 pm
So touching and beautiful
April 26th, 2007 at 2:29 pm
The pic is stunning. Blurry bright lights and a winding road.
April 26th, 2007 at 10:41 pm
And if ever you have to break up,
Do break up with me in my sleep,
For then, if ever, when I get up,
I just shall remember you as one sweet dream.
April 26th, 2007 at 10:53 pm
sweet! very different and i like the perspective … both in the snap and in the words. very nice, really!
April 27th, 2007 at 6:09 pm
Dammit, i’m crying!
April 27th, 2007 at 7:42 pm
Idea- You and Brad should try writing poetry together. I think that would turn up awesome pieces.
Brad- No words to describe your last lines. Its that good.
April 30th, 2007 at 12:01 pm
scond life..good stuff.. and have you read the book? meanwhile drop in for some fourplay at my blog
May 3rd, 2007 at 9:11 pm
i love the ending.
May 6th, 2007 at 2:16 pm
@ Brad: There is a reason we are A.E.s
@ PensiveLawyer: Hugz for the tears, love, didn’t mean to make you cry.
@ Pragni: We do, actually. Each time I write a poem I feel very ‘pat-me-on-the-back’ proud of, he comes by and casually tops it off by a comment-poem of his own!
@ Manuscrypts: Fourplay? Intriguing…on my way!
@ rax1: Sometimes poetry is more beautiful than real life.