Lies! Whether unspoken or uttered!
Yet, brooding still, I held my breath
Oh, gripped by truth my heart does shutter
Reeling still from my dream's death
How can one tell when one sleeps? Can it be true?
I long for the presence of my bereft peace
And woe be the time spent without you.
Longing, I, for reconnection and release.
Our past unfurl together solid like a stone
Of love so pure, so deep- it transcends time!
But now I am very alone
Longing to float on sublime
Ever longing to draw in the same breath
To forget our distance in dream.