August 21, 2011

17. Love Me Dreams

It was but a mere fling,
A silly summer romance thing
Yet three years later it's suddenly him,
Who persistently enters my dreams.

I ask nightly for my mother to appear,
She's the only one I want to see and hear,
But it's been three months,
And nothing but empty dreams shrouded in tears.

But he. He vividly materializes behind closed eyes,
Comforting and loving like in our old times,
Feeling solid, absolute and genuine,
Dreams disintegrating the distance of real life.

Daily I fall asleep with anticipation,
To only be seduced by false seduction,
I wake in shocked gasps.
Alone, missing both, and lost in confusion.

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