01-26-2009, 03:06 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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The Dream of One
To the girl with a backpack
Full of dreams scratched on paper We were alone ...apart and together A fantasy of oneness making One other, one never Ignorant of love ...and weary of pleasure Empty of reason Save you for my treasure To be like your soul ...my love does not Penetrate, inside you now Forever burning hot Still for a moment ...the world did stop And unite us in truth ...hands clasped together ...eyes blinding light within light ......tongues speaking together one name ......hearts beating one soul into veins ......pregnant with the flame of our desire for silence Unknowing and unwise ...did we Fail to consummate Our love, only to be swept away In time for one, forever Our union knew not ...how two became two How I was I, and you were too The singularity of pleasure ...past and passed on Did I dream you up ...on some lonely night? The consequence of so many beers? Must I dream still? Bitterness in deed, ...I forsake The memory festering in need Skin like leather, built to tether Me your proud steed To ride as you please I know our oneness was one ...moment without reason To be with you still Soured by purpose The fouler dream still ...our oneness did end But then did we find A twoness within Learning of love ...Embracing our pleasure Full without reason Two other, two never ...Needing no treasure These dreams that I must ...bundle my faith In a packet to send Off into never, believing forever This is my first (and perhaps only) serious attempt to write something like this. I was just feeling really strongly tonight, and it had to be expressed. Any and all comments appreciated. Sorry for the formatting, but I could not figure out for the life of me how to put spaces at the beginning of a line. The ellipses are an unintentional consequences of this.
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