Dream

A look across the room,

I could know your every thought.

But you have been consumed

By someone else’s eyes.

Nothing left now for me,

For you are not one who tries

Anymore for there to be

That sweet, sweet connection.

Broken off and cut out,

I can’t get your attention.

If I had the voice I would shout,

But you aren’t looking my way.

I heard your voice again,

I saw your face today.

But it wasn’t the same as then

Because it was a dream.

Now you are only in a dream.

Reviews

I - for one - liked this.
It displayed a feeling of desperation for someone lost or taken by somebody else.
The imagery added a great feeling to it.
Very nice job.