Jan 2018
I dream of* lovers
who fascinate me to no end,
veering the course of their affection
from something they understand exists,
to something they fear to understand
I dream of hearts
yearning for their better halves,
as they seep deeper into the chasms
that engulf their intimacy within
I dream of sinners
who wish to speak of sin;
rather the innocence of deviance
and its naiveté when it comes
to matters of the heart
I dream of writers
who bleed from their pens
as they wholeheartedly express their emotions
and aspire to quell the heartache
that they endure every day
I dream of innovators
who wish to present upon their peers
the next invention selected
to represent the advent of a better tomorrow
I dream of tears.
I dream of tears....
Why? What sorcery forces one
to shed so many
that they leak past
the prisms of known consciousness
and into the peaceful slumber
that comforts aching minds?
I apologize.
Now you know of the dread, sorrow,
and sheer wonder that comes
when I dream of earthly elements
begging for peace.
I dream because I am a coward.
I apologize for *dreaming.
who fascinate me to no end,
veering the course of their affection
from something they understand exists,
to something they fear to understand
I dream of hearts
yearning for their better halves,
as they seep deeper into the chasms
that engulf their intimacy within
I dream of sinners
who wish to speak of sin;
rather the innocence of deviance
and its naiveté when it comes
to matters of the heart
I dream of writers
who bleed from their pens
as they wholeheartedly express their emotions
and aspire to quell the heartache
that they endure every day
I dream of innovators
who wish to present upon their peers
the next invention selected
to represent the advent of a better tomorrow
I dream of tears.
I dream of tears....
Why? What sorcery forces one
to shed so many
that they leak past
the prisms of known consciousness
and into the peaceful slumber
that comforts aching minds?
I apologize.
Now you know of the dread, sorrow,
and sheer wonder that comes
when I dream of earthly elements
begging for peace.
I dream because I am a coward.
I apologize for *dreaming.
(Somewhere in the Americas)
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