Just a Dream.

October 8, 2013 § Leave a comment

The smallest things, that tiny pile
The warmth of your hands, that bewitching smile
Times to cherish- eons of memories to file
Cherishing, loving- even if, for just a little while.

Deep in my arms, where you are supposed to be
The delicate vine, clung to the protective tree
Moments turn hard, the happy times shall flee
But together we fall, or live, you and me.

Finally, the fury has stopped- the wind does not scream
Adversity has fallen, love has reigned supreme
Gently I uncover my arms, to the warming sunbeam
It’s empty. Was all this, just a dream?

Advertisements

Tagged: , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading Just a Dream. at badrhymes.

meta

%d bloggers like this: