Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2018
I hear voices she is calling to me while we sleep......I was aware how our relationship was but I guess I didn't realize it was this deep
It is but a soft whisper but I can tell it is her........they call to me ......but I awake as it does occur
I only get by ....her calling out my name.....for them not to continue for it is a shame
For what I see...... It is dead of night and the stars are shining bright.....the moon is full and there is no one in sight....and I hear her voice saying my name......it feels like all the other dreams but it is far from the same
But her face I do not see.......a shadowy figure standing in front of me
I know it is her for I can tell......
She is softly speaking ....for it is her smell
I wish tonite I can have the same dream........and to understand all that it tells me....cuz if it means what I think I will be happy as can be
But if she is calling to me when she is asleep .......tell me what it means so I will no longer weep
Far from me she still does stay.......but think of her I do just like that day.....the one in the lot where we shared that first kiss......it is not only her lips that I miss
I will never forget not a minute of these dreams.....or that full moon and the light from it or how it beams
I will sleep now andΒ Β through the night..........and follow my dreams cause it just feels right
# in my dreams I will follow my heart
Written by
T  M
(M)   
97
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems