Last Night I Smiled
Last night,
I dreamed of unfulfilled promises,
hoping they’d come true.
I let nostalgia splash coyly
about my consciousness,
as I walked the imaginary
roads to yesterday.
The twists and turns
of regressed journeys
skirted the surfaces of memory,
and I held tightly
to hazy lessons
and retrospective truths
finding meaning in nothingness.
I gazed longingly
toward energies renewed
and waltzed with desire.
The spirit affirming power
of revisited awareness
suspended my senses
in tantalizing expectancy.
I tripped
and softly fell
into a temporary bed
of broadening horizons,
and then I was catapulted
into some semblance
of tomorrow.
I landed
in the sun-drenched newness,
nearly unseeing in the transparency,
and I searched
for something familiar.
In the lighted obscurity,
I met your stare
and ran toward your embrace.
In the collapse of your arms,
I saw us
later
and now
and then.
Last night,
I dreamed of you,
and I smiled.
It would be hard for me to imagine that any of this is about me. If it is, I’m blushing hard as hell.
Keep blushing because it is! 🙂
i can only say it again! why not think of putting out a book of poems.
You’re the second person in a week to ask me this, but I have always thought that my poetry was my weakest style. Go figure, right? I’m going take this into some serious consideration. Thank you for the support! I really needed this today. 🙂
WOW, each stanza pulls you further and further into each word with a desire for more. Love it!
Thank you! 🙂
Beautiful!
Thanks 🙂
I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath the entire time I was reading this. I loved it.
Thanks, sweetie! Loving that you’re sharing this space with me…Write more soon. I’m expecting big things from you. I would say no pressure, but that’s a lie! 🙂