dream

dream

A Poem by chr66is

i dream about                                    

the late nights we spend together,                               

the moon bright in the sky with                                   

Venus swinging by a string,   

so much in the moment          

that the hours melt into infinity                                   

and every look and touch       

explodes with potential and energy,                           

as you rest your hand on my knee                               

and we lie in the dark,

half-awake in your room       

just a block from the park where

you first gave yourself to me

and we float gracefully

in each others’ gravity,

under clouds of twilight dust

while our hearts dance

around one another playfully,

the entire universe reduced

to one small point of ecstasy,

of my lips on yours as the heavens

swing open doors of possibility,

this is the real stuff of life, the times

when you feel alive, outside of time itself

because time is nothing but a chime from

a clock, or how long it takes for a little

hand to tick and tock on the face of an

intricate toy that gets passed on from

a father to a boy, set to structure and

destroy precious life by altering reality,

placing distance between the moments

that you share with me, shattering

the continuity of our unity,

but time can’t break links

in our chain of harmony,

or the rhythm of our bodies

when you’re next to me,

accepting what I offer you

so graciously, and we agree

to be each others’ sanity,

we know that this was meant to be,

i look into your eyes and find

it’s plain to see,

exactly what you need from me,         

and you can always expect

my deep sincerity, my love,

respect, and company,

and know that every moment

you inspire me to be the man

that i can see reflected in your eyes

each time you look at me,

so longingly…

 

…you bring out the best in me.

-CV

 

© 2008 chr66is


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Beautiful,and perfect. The picture you painted in my mind is of a perfect lover and your Soul Mate in your arms. Thank you for sharing, you have great talent.

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I really like this. As a reader I am reminded of the beauty of love. But, love is merely a dream. You can obtain it and wake up one realizing it just a faint dream from the night before. The symmetry is excellent, which is strongest from beginning to mid position of the poem. :)

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chr66is
chr66is

St. Louis, MO



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39 year-old social worker, writer, musician, and visual artist. My interests include accessing the collective unconscious as often as possible, sobriety, poetry, yoga, indoor climbing, tattoos, readi.. more..

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