LO (08/13/1945 / UTAH)


You wander through my dreams -
A ghost of a thought drifting in and out
Coloring my sleep with sunshine and shadow,
You fill my unconscious mind -
Every waking hour, every word I speak,
Every step I take is guided by your hand;
You're never far from me -
A memory creeps in and silently slips away
Taking my spirit along to a place in my dreams;
Why do you torture me?
My thoughts run circles around your face -
It's drowning me..........Get out of my mind!

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Comments (3)

Linda, Really big questions! Short and sweet, still questions! I will keep reading to find some answers!
Oh the torture of love you cant escape.
Yes, I like this poem. The image of your sleep being colored is particularly strong and it has that watery sub-conscious feel through the repetition and questioning. Very strong. Daniel Tyler