dreaming how I met you…
June 28, 2009 § Leave a Comment
hovering on the edge of consciousness
(or so I thought)
you were leaning over me
I could smell you and feel
your lips brush my hair
my cheeks
my lips
are you real?
shhhhhh, you say
and you smiled really sad and
you were wearing blue
floating between here and there
(or so I thought)
your eyes pierced me as if
I was not already paralyzed and
your hair was dark and you had a long goatee
and you stood closed
are you real?
you turned to stride away and
you were wearing red
dreaming and waking
(or so I thought)
the brown and white caftan whirled around you
so close that my hair fell into my eyes
and you shoved it carelessly back as
you kissed me hard
are you real?
I felt your pause and then you were gone
wearing brown and white
remembering the future
(or so I thought)
you stood in the doorway and looked
so familiar
my heart ached and my hand would not
listen to my brain
to reach out
are you real?
the door closed and
you were wearing the miles that separate us
dancing through the past
(or so I thought)
you gathered me into your arms
so close
I could not see your face
but sank into the safety
are you real?
and I could close my eyes
and we were wearing each other
me 8/24/08
Happy Anniversary, Peter…
