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Oct 2018
I am living the dream
Living my churning, yearning, ambitious schemes
Childhood castles in the air
Become a winding staircase to who-knows-where
Always higher, always more
Always a wish to beach another illusive shore
And yet, as I look upon what I possess
I feel one very sharp, painful absence
The one thing for which I crave most
Is still far from me, on some undiscovered coast
Eros, that love most fair
Still hides from me, though I sense her presence in the air
A dear and kind friend have I
To whom I would willingly give my heart's supply
But love (or its *******) is ever blind and blinding
And so his thoughts for me I have no hope of finding
And since Eros must live both ways
If he ever leaves, I will never have predicted him to stay
So I shall simply sigh and turn away
And live the dream while my favorite wish stays at bay
This poem is meant to express a momentary, melancholic lapse of a single lady, not to be bitter or resentful towards the "friend" in question. Quite the opposite! I am so very honored to hear him call me a friend that I (quite naturally, I suppose) wish for more. But I do not believe in sitting idle waiting for an answer to the heart's many questions. Instead, let us women pursue our passions and find love in the journey. Cheers!
Lore and Legend
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