Dreams Lost In Dawn

Desire drifts delicately o’er my cheek
Your breath like the rarest of wines
Night winds whisper across my eyes
The petals of your lips o’er mine
The stars reflected in your eyes
Your scent, your touch, the dream of you
Your skin, your voice, this dream of you

The ache never heals, never leaves me
Orchid tears trace indigo scars downward
My unsleeping eyes see only your face
Fingers aching for your tender touch
Desperate for the echo of your pulse
Bodies combine, the dream of you
Our souls collide, this dream of you

Distant dawn paints memories of you
Fleeing into the shifting shadows and light
I wake, the taste of salt on my lips, into blue
Sleep disappearing between my heartbeats
I lie silent, soft and empty, waiting again
Aching alone, my dreams of you
Never-ending, these dreams of you

Fall 2007

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Author: D. D. Wolf | Category: Poetry | October 2007