Dreaming of you
It is not yet dawn
But I nestle in your back
Curled up like puppies
And I hear you sigh
I am a fine conjuror
It’s years since you’ve gone
But you’re here again
Carried back by memories
Sad trinkets of joy
The spirits hold you fast
Invisible twine ensures
I don't steal you back
I breathe in your scent
But I must not fall asleep
Neglect will lose you
But I am so weak
Morpheus has bent over me
You are gone by dawn
Such luscious dreams can linger throughout the day. It's nice to stay in bed and savor them. Well penned OE.
ReplyDeleteVery tender memories of love.
ReplyDeleteIt's sad that sweetest dreams are gone with the dawn. This is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis one tricky...if the dream - night or day? if not - stay in the bed...actually in all cases - keep sleeping ;)
ReplyDeleteReflecting on the good old times are just wonderful.It keeps the spirits up. Nicely oldegg!
ReplyDeleteHank
just what memories are for;) Nice!
ReplyDeleteI know this dream and I too, try to hang on as long as possible,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Lovely poem. Wordle words took you to memories, too. Well wordled!
ReplyDeleteThat's lovely. Sad but lovely.
ReplyDeleteLoss of a love is really heartbreaking. You have expressed this so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteah! the stuff oh dreams "gone by dawn" Sigh!!! have a nice Wednesday
ReplyDeletemuch love...