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Sleep and Wake Intertwine

In vague soft sepia you appear to me...
Those timeless seconds
      where sleep and wake intertwine.
               A face I want to touch, recognize,
          my fingers reach but cannot uncover
     your warm radiance like the moon,
warmth like the sun.

                In the hour after seeing you
                I lament a loss I don't recall.
                               Arms around an infant, and a voice
                               that sings soothing songs, cradle...
                     Who are you?
                     Was there ever a stage in my life
          that I knew you? That you sang this
song for me in a language near forgotten?

I wish I didn't dream about you anymore,
     that you were a fastly fading Polaroid,
   disappearing for ever without yearning
or longing.

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March 1, 2017
© Darren White

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John Herlihy March 2, 2017 at 12:19 AM Longing and yearning, painful but heart-felt. John Darren White March 2, 2017 at 12:26 AM It is, yes, forever longing and yearning.

Arthur Vaso March 1, 2017 at 11:22 PM The imagery is so well done here! :) Darren White March 1, 2017 at 11:24 PM Thanks Arthur!

Joseph May March 1, 2017 at 7:04 PM Beautifully penned Darren...best wishes Darren White March 1, 2017 at 11:21 PM Joseph, thank you :)

Anne-Lise Andresen March 1, 2017 at 1:30 PM -... we can not control dreams, Darren - Lovely poem - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Darren White March 1, 2017 at 1:54 PM Unfortunately we cannot, thank you Anne-Lise :)

Sara Ella March 1, 2017 at 1:18 PM Hugs Darren <3 your words are so beautiful: warm radiance like the moon, warmth like the sun... Love this :) Darren White March 1, 2017 at 1:57 PM Hi Sara :) Thank you <3

Tim Smith March 1, 2017 at 6:31 AM In the space and time is where I dwell too often with the what ifs or when's and will.the answer be yes or will my heart forever be alone...lovely Darren White March 1, 2017 at 6:35 AM Morning Tim... It's not the best place to dwell too long, is it? All those what ifs and so on. But sometimes you can't help it because your dreams take you to places you cannot predict or stop. I hope you slept well :)

Lisa Ricci March 1, 2017 at 5:53 AM Yes you have the poetic pen and the gods are guiding your hand and thought. Allow me to simply say this is beautiful poetry. Well done Darren White March 1, 2017 at 5:55 AM Lisa thank you for your ever so encouraging comments to my poems :)

Probir Gupta March 1, 2017 at 4:22 AM Lovely dream-like in 'sepia' ... Darren White March 1, 2017 at 4:34 AM It is indeed a dream, in that very old photo-like colour. Thank you.