I often get lost
In a sea of stars
Whenever I close my eyes
Searching for a light that glows
bright enough for me to know
That you’re waiting on the other side
I hardly sleep
In search of you
In dreams that never end
Sifting through space and time
Pushing past the speed
Of light
I plunge into the unknown
A void of self
Separation calls
Beckoning me
To return
To confess
My confusion
And chaos
Yet,
The diversionary attacks
the thunderstorm in my head
tho are not enough
To keep away
The sweet memory
Of golden lips
Kissing tender hips
In the sunshine long ago
Way before this life I lead
Would ever even know
Each song a lullaby
To the day we said goodbye
It reminds me everyday
That you are near
Crystal clear
In the stars
inside my mind.
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.
I AM
This is not who I thought I would be. Before my family was captured and forced into slavery, I had aspirations of becoming a wealthy business owner or possibly a scholar and philosopher. Becoming a warrior was the furthest thing from my mind. Unfortunately, our Roman conquerors had other plans.
By Mark Gagnona day ago in Fiction
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