There is something
about tonight
that reminds me
of my childhood dreams—
coming alive right
at insomnia’s peak,
sweet, naive
and daring
in the way that
they stirred awake
my reality.
Dark houses filled
with space and quiet,
suburbs in the city
that gleamed with romance—
a career and sky high
ambition.
From dreaming
quietly in the dark
to forgetting to trace
my fingertips along
my deepest desires—
but aren’t these just
the sins of woman?
Overdressed
and unseen,
sitting down
instead of
dancing under the stars,
remaining unimaginative
in our grown lives
instead of
lying awake at night
and dreaming.