Echos and dreams met head-on with reality
collision-like
eye to eye it all came flooding back
the memory no longer a ghost
but standing in the flesh instead of fantasy
the years did nothing to quell the burning recognition of eternity
iris to iris
held there in time stopped
with the nagging sense of reality
calling back the senses
reality is a *****
and sure as hell is no friend of mine!
I wish I had forgotten
every detail faded in time
The glimmer flashed
only to burn the wick tracing each memory
through the years of Devine hope
soldered in eachothers hearts
and a myriad of almosts
now sat right beside me
and you and I pretended
we couldn’t remember each other’s names
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
Echos and dreams met head-on with reality
collision-like
eye to eye it all came flooding back
the memory no longer a ghost
but standing in the flesh instead of fantasy
the years did nothing to quell the burning recognition of eternity
iris to iris
held there in time stopped
with the nagging sense of reality
calling back the senses
reality is a *****
and sure as hell is no friend of mine!
I wish I had forgotten
every detail faded in time
The glimmer flashed
only to burn the wick tracing each memory
through the years of Devine hope
soldered in eachothers hearts
and a myriad of almosts
now sat right beside me
and you and I pretended
we couldn’t remember each other’s names
