When ever I go to sleep these days,
I dream and often see your face.
It's been years since we met,
And yet your there, like yesterday.
In my dreams sometimes we are young,
But often times we have aged and gone.
But even with the new greys
I know your face with each new line.
I do not fully know why I dream
So often of you and I.
Or why you find me in dark places,
Or up on high.
Only that in the depths of my shadow
A place has been carved out,
To forever carry
Your shape and sound.
And if for one day
I could bring you forward to the light.
There would be so many questions
And lost words said.
To make you understand..
That on that day,
we said good bye
I felt a great loss within my soul.
Like I was saying good bye to more than a friend,
But to part of my soul.
About the Creator
Lane Burns
I am a Poet and an inspiring short story, one day novel writer.
I like to write in free verse mostly, but am heavily inspired by Emily Dickenson, and tend to create my own rules and ideas as well.

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