I will think of you
in the morning
when the sun rises
in the east.
In the moments
between sleeping
and awakening.
I will think of you
when the birds sing
Their songs filling my ears
Whispers of a memory
Fleeting as a dream.
I will think of you as the sun sets
Bleeding colors into the sky
Reflections of another life
Blissful in reverie
I will think of you always
Of a heart that was never mine.
6.21.2019
Patchwork images
Flicker through my mind
Snapshots of what once was
Remnants of dreams half spoken
Whispered promises
Now lost in time.
Do you remember?
A life lived only in a dream
Promises built out of lies.
Hearts shattered upon awakening.
Fragmented beyond repair.
The dream is lost.
Eyes wide open to a scream.
Internal.
Eternal.
Deafening as it crescendos.
Waves crashing silently upon the fields.
January 28, 2019
