Sometimes,
In a heavy stillness,
Between sleep and waking,
When I am yet unsure,
Of conscious thought,
You creep into secret corners,
That I have sealed from day,
Coaxing dormant my memories awake,
Faded photographs in old picture frames,
Lying in dormant dream,
inside corridors of my mind,
Unsought moments tease,
I hear your laughter,
Seeing knotting flowers in your hair,
Tucking petals beneath,
I feel your fingertips,
Lightly touch my face,
When words were lost,
In sighs caresses,
Your sweet lips taste,
Still lingering on mine.
Apr 22, 2012
Apr 22, 2012 at 4:18 PM UTC
Sometimes,
In a heavy stillness,
Between sleep and waking,
When I am yet unsure,
Of conscious thought,
You creep into secret corners,
That I have sealed from day,
Coaxing dormant my memories awake,
Faded photographs in old picture frames,
Lying in dormant dream,
inside corridors of my mind,
Unsought moments tease,
I hear your laughter,
Seeing knotting flowers in your hair,
Tucking petals beneath,
I feel your fingertips,
Lightly touch my face,
When words were lost,
In sighs caresses,
Your sweet lips taste,
Still lingering on mine.
