- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Crumbs
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Fantasy vs. Reality
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I hear my lover.
He calls to me from across a divide
I can never hope to bridge,
I hear him in a butterfly’s
silent flight,
and in the dark of night,
he sings to me.
I see my lover.
He bids me to look at him,
I see the tenderness of his words
in his eyes; the dreams we once shared
reflected in the smile
that was… long ago…
my only world.
I sleep with my lover.
I feel him as he comes to me softly
in the quiet of day’s end,
I touch him at the gates of my thoughts,
and in the endless horizons of my dreams.
Then I awake.
He is gone.
- COMMENTS
Paul4playabout 2 years agoAh, yes.
Where is that line between fantasy and reality?
But if the crumbs exist, and I experienced it, surely it was…real?
Excellent!
