for us

i found us
 buried
beneath so many 
     immaculate lines
 
the dust of our
ideas
     not so easily
     swept
     away

there was...
     we were...
real

in between the seams
     we so delicately
     crafted
i read     
     the breath
          and drank
          the desire
traced the tracks
     we left
          in the grit of 
our memories

tonight
     when you rest
     your head
and your heart

     when you tell yourself
this was 
never
          i hope you dream
in the past
tense
     i hope you believe
in the future
     perfect
          i hope you find
          us

Reviews

[Audrey]

I love it so much! As I was reading, everything felt low-paced, as how this poem manages to capture my heart and I basically got carried away ( in a good way, of course.) . It's truly beautiful!

[ChemicalMadness]

Thank you!!

[Horizon K.]

Wow, this was incredibly sad... To go from real, to never... So then I love the ending, dreaming in the past tense, or in a future that could have been, where "we" can always exist. Sometimes other dimensions need to be created, for the survival of love...
Your poetry, delicate, and so it seeps into, the cracks that line the heart... This sort of pain, is strangely beautiful... An elegant piece, CM...

[ChemicalMadness]

I'll take strangely beautiful any day of the week, HK ;) Thank you for sharing with me!

read moreI'll take strangely beautiful any day of the week, HK ;) Thank you for sharing with me!

CM.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is really nice CM...

lots of love wrapped up in these lines...the last 11 lines are superb...you had me with the rest, but those lines make the reader believe in the future perfect...just hope the speaker's significant other can do the same.
jacob

[ChemicalMadness]

Somewhat of a reflection on the past...funny, i wasn't envisioning sadness, perse when I wrote this, but it's always great to see where others go with my words. Thanks, jacob!
CM.