Monday, October 21, 2024

When she comes in dream oct 14, 2024


she comes to me in my dreams

 even when I don't want her to

A wraith that haunts the darker hours

 lingering later in a wisp

 that resists the inspiration of day

she is a spirit I call up after dark

even when it is not what I want

the last gasp of night time visits

I still revisit if not always in dream

 then in memory of dream

the clinging thread I can't shed

 as frail as cloud yet never so dense

 I see through see her dripped in paleness

 I feel long after I wake

 she comes the moment my eyes close

 and remains just as she has all those years ago

 when I welcomed her visits

 The haunting inside my head

in my head the memory of what was and was not

 stirred up in dream or not dream

 I feel stings with both pleasure and pain

 she comes to me in my dreams

and I pretend I do not want her to

when I do

I do

 yes I do

 


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