Sunday, April 21, 2013

poem #9: always and never

i realized the other night,
that i am still in love with you...
no matter whose heart shape i trace
or who manages to nuzzle into mine...
in dream time...
my love is yours
the way we fit
[in my dreams]
is the way we fit, then...
and in spite of the reality
that is my awake state
of not wanting you
or needing you my dreams
you're ever present
and a calm to my chaos
my left finger
is always weighted with your promise
and in my slumber...
i hunger to bear your seeds
and i've even dreamed that
you've saved me...
called my name,
as i lay dying in suspended time,
and i woke right up
heart beating
with memories of your hand in mine
why it is that
in the day's light
i'm immune to you
is beyond conscious reason that
i still manage to traipse through
painted dream scenes
with you and mostly you
i realize,
that maybe i'm just in love with nostalgia
and in my dreams...
you're on constant rewind
in a time
where you were all i knew
and now that my eyes are open
 i can't un-see
the unworthiness of you
the way you'll always do what you do
so, i dream you
in perfect state
far better than the truth
which i shake loose
when i awake and remember,
i can never love you again

© 2011 Kween Kiwi


No Labels said...

I could so related to how you felt in this.

Reggie said...

Smile Kween!!!

Thee_Kween said...

I don't want to smile -_-

in the butterfly net...

i ink...i flow...i pen,
my soul, my words, my zen