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A Poem by John Stussy
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“Dream sweet,” she’d said

As we said our goodnights

But I’m not sure if she knew

My dream was too far away,

And with my dream that distant

Sleep was meaningless to me.

So I laid there and pondered

All that is my vision.

 

My dream… she rests peacefully

While I reminisce on tonight,

The way it felt being so close,

Her eyes examining and capturing

Every fiber of my being.

I was, I must admit,

Satisfyingly lost with her

As the music swirled about our souls.

© 2008 John Stussy


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whenever i sleep over at my boyfriends house i cannot sleep. at all. its like his house is cursed.

the line "so i lay there and pondered" is exactly what that experience is like. i just lay there not needing to dream about anything because i am content to just be with him...

you capture the complexities of this so simply and beautifully. great work!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Another excellent piece. I hope you get your band together,too. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

whenever i sleep over at my boyfriends house i cannot sleep. at all. its like his house is cursed.

the line "so i lay there and pondered" is exactly what that experience is like. i just lay there not needing to dream about anything because i am content to just be with him...

you capture the complexities of this so simply and beautifully. great work!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like this.. The idea of not being able to dream because you already had it is nice...


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly, lovely sentiment, "Dream Sweet" interesting idea that, most peeps say 'sweet dreams'. I don't know, but something about the way you wrote "As the music swirled about our souls" reminds me of *Gasps* a dance, of some sort. Lovely, lovely work, indeed, truly like this!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful. I really can tell that this is a true feeling. You're really speaking from the heart. I love this!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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John Stussy
John Stussy

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Cook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..

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