Of Dreams
From the confines of this, as safe a harbor my needs afford,
I began my journey.
My mind leapt to scale these walls of raveled thoughts
into shapes and colors I have no claim too, for places never seen,
at a pace to thrust a lifetime into moments
with burgeoning fears that it may end without the end
that lends any credence to reality.
I share no hope of altering its heaving arrogant breath of fear,
of joy, of pleasure, of mischief, of pain and loss.
It was if I could touch the chill and at the same time
share the wonder of its warmth.
This dream, the rarest of possessions, never shared,
was for a moment as clear as the first ray of sunlight.
As I dare open my eyes, it was gone.
Leaving me with only a faint and distant memory
like the soft echo of sweet perfume
and the tragedy of loves lost.
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