i see you’re back again

let me send you this reminder

you will mend again

i love you

i meant

i need you

stood a this door
looked out this window
had this conversation
heard this song
felt that feeling
seen that face

it must be déjà vu!

i wonder
where the forgotten thoughts go

will i meet them again?

in a dream?

i don’t know...

i think i like you,

very much
indeed.

the moon is a sickle
the sky a pastel palette
i slowly awake as dawn
gives a yawn
and a sleepy greeting

pillow soft, and warm
fragments of a dream
flicker in my mind
as I try to cling on to their meaning,

i can hear a distant sound
strangely familiar, a
subtle disturbance
becoming ever more present,
pressING
STRESSing
alarm! clock! rrrrringing

dr     a     g         g      i       ng
me out of the dream i was living in

and i am once again
born
unto
this new day