A Dream that Haunts
A poem, vivid dreams
Vivid
I think
The color
of their eyes
and the breath
we both take in
Vivid
I can feel
taste
smell
Vivid
I want to stay
They are real
Vivid
I grasp
trying to create
the memory
of a place
a time
a person
that doesn’t exist
a figment
Vivid
I wake up
disappointed
The other side
of the bed
cold
Vivid
I expected
I hoped for warmth
Vivid
I get caught
up, a familiar
face but its just their eyes
a familiar touch but
its just kind
a familiar shape but its
just someone who
stands tall like
them
Vivid
a dream that haunts
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So glad I got to read this one! I love the shortness of the lines to SD impact and a "vivid" image. Well done!