You’ve been popping up in my head recently
And it disturbs me a little
A few years of separation and maturation
Had almost wiped you clean from my imagination
And then this dream of you…
Out of nowhere
Like a sudden relapse into that part of me
That speaks to a time of unbridled desires
And destructive addictions…
A time when you stood out to me
Like the light of you
Meant to save me from myself
In the dream there is no light
Just calm
Locked on your eyes
The only thing keeping me on my feet
As if it were the same as you holding me
And telling me that everything would be okay…
Because you were there….
And now I can’t stop thinking about you
Today I saw a man so much like you
That my heart sank for my foolish fantasies
His ragged corduroy and scrubby locks
A throwback to your dusty, hippy,
Man-of-the-earth persona
And like a dream, his girl…
Younger
Lost
Hiding behind her pink and black hair
Strutting long and lean fishnet legs
A mirror image of that girl that still
Lurks within my heart
Even though age and reason put her to bed…
She floats to him like a black lace butterfly
Landing effortlessly on his arm
And I have an unfortunate renewed sense of hope.
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