This is not a poem but a thank you.To all those who ever read my poems or liked them.Those that followed me and messaged me.Those that reposted my work and added them to collections of wondrous bliss.Thank you,without you  my motivation wouldn't exist so strongly

I have come back from a dream
I may have left my heart there
Underneath a butterscotch seat
And behind a lollipop tree
But was it that dream?
Or was it the one with fragile tales?
Tales of young mistresses who lost some limbs
Perhaps their entire beings
Or was it the dream where the unicycle rode the man and they went to town to get milk that could drink the cow?
Or was it underneath my dreary pillow this whole time?
My mistake victor

I never meant to fall in love with you
But I did
I let the music of your soul lure me into sleep
And the slumber is good
But I also never meant for you to be so weak
For me to lay awake in bed and dream off days when your feet can touch the ground and you won't stumble
For when you are free

I never even meant to meet you,it just happened on a day my tears were not lucid enough
When my ribs hurt from the constant pain of my agonies
And there you were, but who were you?I did not know but I am glad I wanted to know
so please don't leave me..I  still need the stable grip of your hands and the warm kiss of your lips
Please,because losing you would unravel who I have become

Lately I have been searching for inspiration
Waiting patiently in the corner of my bedroom
I trail the walls, paint them different color in my mind
Wonder if I can write about change
I stand back in Times Square
Gaze at the lights, follow the people, count their footsteps
I wonder if I can write about the city
Then I find myself checking my phone
Email overflowing, social media always the same
And your name
I wonder if I can write about you
And I can, but I know it is only empty words
Because I know you won't read them

I wish to hold you my king.and love you like we are stuck between dawn and dusk