Nonsense

No sense of smell
No sense of touch
Oh, how I miss that sense so much
I cannot hear the words you say
In your inimitable way
I cannot taste your lips on mine
The way your arms around me entwine
I cannot smell the warmth of you
And cuddle like we used to do
BUT
I have vivid dreams at night
Dreams that fill me with delight
Memories come flooding in
And a new life for us begins again
The nighttime for us turns into day,
Where you and I can laugh and play,
A place where we can embrace
And look into each other's eyes and face
With love so pure
We can endure
The daylight hours,
Until my life on Earth is through
And my dream turns into reality with you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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February 1, 2023 at 10:05 PM
Shirley what an amazing poem of love, age and loss….. Truly beautiful….Debx
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January 30, 2023 at 1:18 AM
This is surprising. Nothing felt in daylight, but heaven in the nighttime. An enjoyable and original poem. Well done.
Wolf Avatar
January 29, 2023 at 8:15 PM
This startles me, as I am suddenly launching into surreal dreams, while the days are pretty much dullsville. Intriguing ink, Shirley.
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