An Archive of poems I have written |
The dream was decades in the making The pretty girl in school that I never let go of Though maybe never knew Then there was that party We met in silence, you led me home Without words or laughter You lived alone with pictures of children that had left We kissed and touched Replaced dreams with the raw reality of connection You became just another beautiful woman With deep anger and her own darkness Beneath my caresses of your skin I felt pain in you that I did not create That you did not voice You were too hurt to scream Dark demanding fingers dismantled my dream of light and perfection I lost focus and left you in the night sleeping It took months to work it through I wondered if I had dreamt it Yet my body remembered, Warm pleasures that lingered, linger still Only later, deeper than the broken dream Deeper than our touching I found you again And knew that I had always loved you But that we would never be Notes about this fictional poem ▼ This never happened, it is the product of a strange dream. I just wanted to write it down before I forgot it. Maybe I could use it for a character later. |