Teeter-tottering

by Liz   May 24, 2015


I dreamed about
you last night

and honestly,
it's not something
I like to do.

You see,
reality sits heavy
on my chest
causing dreams,
and
particles of you,
to float
gingerly above
my head.

Morning
forces its way
through the cracks,
tantalizing my eyes
with its warmth.
But
I never got enough of you.
I never do.

And
as my mind
vacillates between
reality and fantasy,

I keep my
eyes closed,
trying desperately to
hold on to you

as if you were
so easily tangible.

But you never were.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Well this poem is a tear dropper...
    Well done!

  • 8 years ago

    by Rican Chemistry

    As usual, its amazing. Great job flaka.

  • 8 years ago

    by Meme

    The poem I can mostly relate to is this. Every word and emotion. The longing.. The pain.. Trying to hold on even to the little pieces you can get, ai know how that feels. Keeping someone present in your life a little bit longer in your dreams. This poem spoke to me in so many different levels!

  • 8 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    I feel the pull...its so crystallized in here!
    5/5 for the awesome write!

  • 8 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    This was beautiful. I am not sure I have read a poem that so powerfully pulls at the strings, both light and dark, of longing, forlorn hope.

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