Just a Dream
Polar opposites,
as all hope quits.
over oceans afar,
Under the same stars.
She silently sits.
My heart still ajar.
Accepting, hearing,
as I'm veering.
Actually listening.
eyes glistening.
I finally stop fearing,
Begin questioning.
I can finally leave,
my blade in his sheath.
Hopes are renewed,
healing things chewed,.
on this Friday's eve.
emotions so rude.
Sit in the back,
for things I lack,
but know you're here,
shedding many a tear.
Upon my mind you tack,
Hope is where you steer.
Copyright © Curtis Heisler | Year Posted 2011
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