The Dream

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A poem about a sexual dream
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IvHAuthor
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Last night's dream has been rubbed from my mind like sleep rubbed from the eye. All gone and newly forgotten, but hovering, trying to be remembered, a specter on the tip of my brain. All gone, but you. Your face remains. Your smile. Your laugh.

They are permanent. Embraced tightly in my mind-heart like a private treasure, secret and dear. Your dream-self leaned close to me, telling me what I wanted to hear, speaking so soft and close that I felt your words on my skin more than I heard them. The words aren't remembered, but their impression remains tattooed softly on my ear... In my dream.

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IvHAuthorIvHAuthorabout 1 year agoAuthor

@Migbird yes that absolutely makes sense. ๐Ÿ˜Š Thank you for rereading it. Have a great night!

MigbirdMigbirdabout 1 year ago

Just reread this poem and reflected on so many of my dreams โ€” erotic or otherwise โ€” left with the sometimes faint/sometimes striking impression but words/detail not remembered. That sense/feeling can be so memorable that the forgotten does not really matter. Make sense? Liked the poem/resonated.

IvHAuthorIvHAuthorabout 1 year agoAuthor

@Migbird Thank you for the feedback. ๐Ÿ™‚Much appreciated. What I was going for was that feeling when you know you dreamt something but you can't verbalize or even visualize it. All you have is the emotional impression left. In this case the dreamer also has the image of a man. However you make a good point. Maybe I should change it to "almost gone and forgotten..."? I'll ponder it ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks again ๐Ÿ™

MigbirdMigbirdabout 1 year ago

The image of rubbing sleep from eyes โ€” we have all done so; nice connection. But unsure about โ€œAll gone and newly forgotten, but hovering โ€ฆโ€ so, not forgotten as remainder of poem attests. Did I miss something or โ€ฆ . Like your work - prose and poem.

IvHAuthorIvHAuthorover 1 year agoAuthor

@Anonymous Thank you very much! I really appreciate your feedback - very kind of you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. There are more stories and poems to come. I hope you'll check those out as well. Enjoy your day!

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