Again…
I lace these digital pages with the sounds I wish u
Could hear, but are forced to view them after they
Travel hundreds of miles thru fiber-optic cables.
Who knows what u receive on your end when I’m through.
Last nite, I had a dream of u, but when I woke up
I was hugging my pillow and kissing my arm.
How I made my little blue pillow and my brown arm look like u,
My mind can only tell, but dreaming of u
Was like tears rolling down my face
And finding their final resting spot my lip
Where u finally rested u’rs as we rested.
I rested my head on your shoulder as I said goodbye
Hope that in that split second my life with u would
Run before my eyes while I was awake so I could
Remember what it is like to be with u.
but I have to wait until I got to sleep at nite.
So I call late
So u will be the last thing I think about and rest my
Voice on your shoulder and let your worlds fill my ear.
Then I can be that much closer to dreaming about
u.
now,
am I making all this up?
I am in
Secure.
In me.
Are u the enemy?
The one who makes me lie awake
At nite
On my back
Thinking of
Wishing of
Dreaming of
Hoping for
Listening to
Lying with
Screaming about
Crying out for
Looking closely
Finding faith in
U.
U told me to get over
It.
Alright.
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