Wednesday 21 February 2018

Hearing your voice


Startled I woke, hearing your voice
I was dreaming, 'twas just the wind
Blowing around, making a din

Pity I would love you to be here
To breathe you in and touch your hair
Kiss your lips, tell you how I care

You might whisper some secret things
We'd laugh and breathe each other in
Then your fingers would touch my skin

I opened my eyes, all was dark
Except the stars winking outside
I miss you, my eyes open wide

I lay back down and thought of you
Were you calling from far away?
...Yes, I miss you too every day

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9 comments:

  1. It's never "just the wind"" is it? The voices of our loves ride on it.

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  2. Dream is a bliss sometimes and waking is painful.

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  3. Ah that teasing wind. Nice write Robin

    Much💖love

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  4. Telepathy makes people feel closer. Liked the poetry :)

    Cheers
    MeenalSonal from AuraOfThoughts

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  5. This is so sweet. Many-a-time have we missed the voice of loved ones gone. Lovely.

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  6. Sometimes in missing what was, we miss the present?

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  7. I'll bet she was calling.......or maybe even visiting up close in your dream!

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  8. Sad...when you love someone that much the pain never goes away when they have gone.Everything has a price I suppose.

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