Tuesday, August 26, 2014

overly poetic


it is early morning
i have drank ample scotch
     to keep an elephant down
yet
i rise
     awoken by the dream
 
i sit at a table
you stare at me
     from across the room
i am sentient of you
    before i turn
 
our eyes lock focus
       and we reel fleetingly
          in our communal restlessness
            both of us own that t-shirt
 
my heart it slumps
    rather hastily
        into my stomach
on the way to you
     i beam
our eyes engaged
       still
commitment
      in our gaze
 
golden-haired radiance
   environs you
       and no-one else
as i close
    you whisper
     “i love you”
      from behind
          a composed smile

i reply
    “i know”
      the marked nervous giggle ensues
 
this is you in my dream
         though it may be overly poetic


~csr

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