Time in Your Eyes

I see you walking, running, chasing

a sight that only your eyes

see

for now.

I’m part of the future you dream of,

I can glimpse

how it shines, beckons

but the full picture

lies within you.

You envision a peak,

I see another

we can reach both

standing united

in love and soul.

***

Kind is the view

that doesn’t judge or clash

with dreams held close

inside a soul

that has no wish

to surrender its peace.

Breaking free means a struggle,

the knowledge

you are imprisoned

by different needs, goals,

than your own.

Being in unison doesn’t require

fighting to get back

to your heart.

The feelings and emotions

are valued, treasured,

as if they belonged

to the one you let them

fly and talk to.

***

Cherishing dreams becomes a strength

when you can be together

unjudging, willing to go

one step further,

explore

a new direction

that one turn

that makes wishes come true

at the last hour

when night seems ready to engulf

the sun losing its brightness,

in twilight seconds

of change

and transformation.

***

The dying light brings hope,

not a slow death, reshaping

lakes of thought.

What you behold

to make one sight

of both dreams that move two hearts

uniting, loving differences

taking the flaws,

molding them in the vision

that makes your steps light

on the water.

***

Hold hands

in tender recognition

that what matters to you,

matters to me

and we make

our dreams come true

together.

***

The lake of dreams awaits

we both know clear water,

this time it’s not the same.

Foggy mirages,

dreams unfolding

add blue, green, yellow tones

and from above the purple moon

shines down

to let us know it’s time,

one time,

another time,

the same as always

the one I see reflected

in your eyes,

each time your gaze

takes light

from moonbeams

dipping brushes

in lingering sun.

© 2022 Amy Christie

Originally published on Medium.

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