Shameful...Playful

A Poem by FeatherOwl

Things that could have been....

I have tasted a lost emotion,

Its flavour lingering on my tongue,

Like a feather that softly tickles,

And caresses over, seeking more.

It was a strange space to dwell in,

I am happy I wasn't lost,

But I wonder what it would have been,

Had I seen it to the end.

Sometimes it's shameful to explore,

Moments in bright daylight,

Lest you see in detail,

Things you never saw before.

Such thoughts are best left for the night,

When the mind is drunk in darkness,

And wistfully grazes over past,

Ideas that shouldn't have been.

Sleep on them and dream softly,

Perhaps the moments may revisit,

And you may live them again.

Then awaken happy and rested

For life is richer for it.

© 2013 FeatherOwl

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~ ah... well... i feel some things are best meant for when it's a little dark... i'm not exactly a light lover... so i might be a bit biased... ~ and... i agree... sometimes we do get to live precious moments in our dreams... and sometimes... because our dreams have no boundaries... those moments unravel as they would not (perhaps) in reality... ~ one could actually end up living an entirely different life in a dream... ~ as you can tell by now, i really loved this piece of poetry... i relate to it a lot... :)