In vivid dreams
I run to you
You run to me
Last night
There was no talking
At first I was sad
Heartbroken
Our time
Is it over
Tears began to flow
You held me
Reminded me
Devotedly
Sweet Darling
We love our silence
Communication
Between hearts
Share a common beat
Believe
I woke up relieved
I love you
You love me
What we have
Will always be
Bright colors
I see them
Accross a wide sky
At dawn
In fields
Flowers bloom
Like you, beautiful
Laughter alive
Shared between friends
Stop worrying
Start Creating
Begin living
Make a path
A voice inside
Screaming
Don’t give up
I think it may be you
You’re all around me
Devotee
Lovely, just lovely. A worthy struggle, maybe no declaration of victory necessary, just the peace of the relationship.
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Yes, and thank you. You always sort my mind and thoughts perfectly, Shari.
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“Begin living, Make a path” your best words
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Thank you and here I hadn’t stopped to consider what that really means. Not just words after all.
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Well I think it is quite clear
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You do? You do seem to understand women.
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I am wickedly perceptive Audrey
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Good to know and thanks for the heads up.
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I am not wicked however, actually quite kind
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She smiles because she’s heard something similar before…
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You only see 30% of me Audrey. There is much more
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This I am quite sure of, Mr. Modigliani.
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π I love it, Audrey. No matter who it is..our love..the one who makes us feel like tomorrow is worth it all. π
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Thanks, Amy. This is one of those poems that definitely had to be written. A moment where i had words floating and i needed to pull them down. I have guesses as to what it means. I’m hoping for clarity. π
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That’s interesting. I’m a chicken. I can’t let others see my thoughts unless I understand them first–the words–and I can’t write poetry–never have–never will. I love to read it.
Hey, I struggle to put words and thoughts together (non-poetry). I would really like it if someone understood them or at least would hold their head as if looking at a Picasso π .
Clarity sounds like a meaning of a dream–where the subconscious meets reality. I enjoy your writing no matter if it is about personal growth, struggle, art, etc–maybe that makes sense. π
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Aww, I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I enjoy reading your words.
I appreciate you saying such nice things, Amy. Thank you.
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This speaks to the professor of the comfort one may take from a faithful person.
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Or from God.
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I missed it! That’s the answer right there.
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Maybe so…there is also the version of me and my true love…it is all very sketchy. Just a poem I felt I had to write this morning before I could focus on anything else.
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I think that’s the version I was thinking of…
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*stares at the floor*
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The one I cut up!
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Yes..I think so…you destroyed it!! Just look at the mess…we’ll have to fix it. Or leave it as a reminder… *laughs* (that was the best)
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Haha! Yes, let’s leave it as a reminder.
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YAY!!! One of my fav moments!
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I’m not sure how–seeing that it was destructive!
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It was destructive. ..thank you.
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Haha! I’m gardoobled now.
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I hope that’s a good thing. Your language sometimes escapes me, Duketh. *giggle*
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It means confused…professorish to an impossible degree!
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Gesh! That is you! *sad now because she’ll never measure up*
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But you do, Audith! Which has shocked me down to my brown boots.
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I do? I have? To your brown boots? I do understand you pretty well, I think. Professorishly speaking, of course. I’m beginning to see Duke a bit better.
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And I bet it’s scary!
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No, not at all, actually. *laughs because I know what you want me to say*
…….so…..yes!…..soooo scary!!…….
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*laughing lots* Five roars for that, madam!
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π Giggle
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This is wonderful–I love those vivid dreams of my true love.
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Thank you so much. It was nice waking up to the realization of true love surviving. A great way to begin a Friday. π
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Amen!
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Amen, again!
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