In My Dreams

Sometimes I feel you here next to me
that smell of perfume of warmness and tenderness
I see you only in my dreams…
you look so sad your always crying,
it just breaks my heart I just can’t stop crying
you want to tell me something but you don’t know how.
You hug me so tight it feels like if you were still around…..
I can hear you singing those beautifull songs, saying baby oh baby why did I leave you so young
I wake up the next morning and you were already gone nowhere to be found. Only the smell of perfume of warmness and tenderness you leave behind when your around.

by ANGELICA MACHADO

Comments (1)

Beautiful. Your talent really shines when you write about your mother. You are a talented poet. I hope to read more.10+