More poetry The Dream The dream drags me down swiftly like the pull of an undertow Im tossed and twisted by the fury of the waves Then all is calm and my head breaks free of the glassy surface Gasping I look around at the ocean that holds me Stars sparkle off the water, a reflection of heavens joy Then I see you there on the shore, a beautiful angel beckoning to me I swim toward you but the current pulls at me I fight to get to you, my will is iron My feet find purchase and though shells and stone cut my feet I continue As my strength leaves me I stumble to my knees before you You catch me and like angels wings, your arms enfold me Peace flows through me and I look up to find a silhouetted face I can not see clearly smiling down at me Youre mine, I found you I whisper Yes, youre home. Comes the soft reply. I awake and grasp at the memory like a child trying to capture a freed balloon. I weep for the loss of you, I weep for the hope to find you I will find you my dark angel -Tif
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 17:16:21 +0000
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