Tuesday, September 22, 2020

HVM



Sweet Reality~

Moon's pale light gently
teases my softly closed eyes
I hold firmly to a vision of you
resisting the intrusion into my
joyful reverie

Your perfect face is all I care
to see
It became a tightly held
dream
from despair
when you disappeared

I live each day as if it were my first
day in exile
Tenuous grasp of a situation
I live in a dark mirrored mind
Confused

Ethereal and fanciful is a
defensive method of making
light the serious and getting
by on a gossamer thread of
surreal reality

It sustained me

I want so much to see you
again
and weave all my dreams and
fantasies into a reality of the
sweetness
of
you.

~Haviva

(c) HVM 2018

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