Saturday, September 02, 2006
Dream? Nightmare?
"I don't deserve her," I think.
Her bright eyes.
Her frail little body.
I want to protect her
from the world,
I want to protect her
from me.
And yet…
What will those lips feel like?
What is that mind thinking?
Will those bright eyes yearn to look at me?
I wonder.
She walks up to me,
A smile at the corners of her mouth-
That beautiful face.
My heart leaps at the first
faint whiff of her fragrance.
My nerves tingle at the warmth
she radiates.
Long, slender fingers reach out, caress my cheek,
And all of a sudden, I'm tasting
that beautiful, small mouth
As though it is the only chance I'll ever get.
My eyes shut,
I take in as much as I can,
For I know,
This is now,
This is not forever.
It is as surreal as a dream.
My eyelids flutter,
Everything is as it should be.
Except…
Her.
She isn't there.
As the fog in my head clears,
I realise,
She never was.
what beauty in silence that reveals secrets untold"
the poem says a lot, and leaves even more to the imagination..
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