I heard you-

   I heard you

Whisper,

Under this

Shroud of

Wet heat,

Dream delirium

Clutch

To the edges,
Scrabble for your sanity

Before you realise -

 

I woke,

Pushed,

'Till I broke through

To the

Cool,

Burning air -

 

But starting to drown,

I reached for you -

 

Yet, you were forever

Floating, (away) I could-

 

'Not like this is real'

You carelessly flung out,

I was confused,

'What's not -'

 

 

Real(a): true; not merely ostensible, nominal, or apparent -

 

Red sunlight through eyelids.

 

I hear the smile

In your whisper,

As you tell me Hang

On tight,

Remind me that

THIS

Is reality,

 

But-

Reviews

[Cassidy Mask]

This is gorgeous. The fractured-ness... all fragmented but making a kind of sense. love this. xxxxxxxx