Friends as Fireflies in a Dream.
by trevor-blevins
I saw you in another dream last night,
And you said you'd been waiting for my arrival,
But only as a hallucination and never as flesh,
Pushing you fingers into my subconscious to see what segments of mine
That you could take for yourself.
Calliope looked just like you,
In spirit and in eminence.
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I cannot help but adore you in a hopeless and pitiful way,
A stubborn and selfish, reflective way.
I cling to hope in glimpses of you,
And I feel my cells drawn to the idea of you.
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I don't know if I'll ever be okay with it all.
The notions of the lives I didn't pursue keep popping up to me
As bright fluorescence to tell me that I have more time
And more opportunities.
I search for muses like fireflies...
I catch their light and I let them go.