Poetry Dump #4

At the end of a long hall, your face re-appeared

Like a ghost that has come to haunt me, 

And take me to a place where I have tried to forget. 

The walls were white, like a clean slate

That will never be possible for us. 

You were waiting for me to stand beside you, 

Just like always, 

When your touch felt familiar, 

And your scent filled my nose with your nearness. 

It was almost impossible to stay where I was, 

My knees weaken at the sight of you- 

A magnificent angel that has come for me.

But I slowly crawled my way to where you were. 

Your hands were open wide in anticipation, 

And my heart leaped to where you stand.

You were just a reach away-

If I lift my hands I was sure to touch you, 

If I sniffed the air, I was sure to catch your scent. 

You opened your mouth to call out to me, 

And I braced myself for the sweetness.

But your voice were unfamiliar, 

As you silently whisper her name. 

Author's Note

I had a dream and just needed to write it. So there you go. The 4th poetry dump.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Dreams are the doorway to real life.
"But your voice were unfamiliar,
As you silently whisper her name. "
I believe when someone appeared without reason. They were thinking of us. Thank you Carissa for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[alifeacoustic]

What an awful thing to wake up to. Those crazy thoughts that mesd with our heads. Its a wonder they dont drive us all crazy. Grest write.

[Carissa Marie]

Yeah. Got me so bummed. Thanks for reading though! :)