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.


Comments:
"what memories to have and hold
what beauty in silence that reveals secrets untold"

the poem says a lot, and leaves even more to the imagination..
 
Cheesy.

Heh heh!
 
Would be intersting to know whom you were thinking of when you were writing this one.
 
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