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Published on: 12 Feb 2012 by jackie_walsh
Just a Dream?
Why do you hurry so my love? Where to or where from?
Please don’t run so fast, but stop and talk awhile.
You walk so fast, I can’t keep up and there’s something I must say.
“I had a dream last night, or was it? Please tell me, I have to know.”
It was late summer, on a white sandy beach.
We lay together, but not yet as one, languidly on a blanket
looking up at white puffy clouds flitting across the blue.
When all at once my senses came alive and the world was born anew.
All five at once, but with a sixth that told me things I never knew.
I SAW the silver sand against the blue of the sea and the azure sky,
Your bathing suit, the lavender loving the tan of your skin.
I HEARD the crash of the waves, the squawk of the gulls,
our breaths coming in spasms as we came closer.
I SMELLED the sea and the kelp fronds decaying in the sun,
the sunscreen on our skin and the sweet odor of bodies together.
I FELT the strength of your dancer’s legs as they touched mine,
and tingled with the hardening that came as we entwined.
And, best of all, I TASTED your lip balm and the salt of your skin,
And the special tastes of places newly found as, like Columbus,
I discovered a brave new world, a lush garden of delight.
Later, we lay back, soft and languid again, but different now,
a union, not a pair, hands joined together by our knowing and our feeling.
But suddenly the sky grew dark and a black-robed crowd appeared, edging ever closer
Waving bibles and carrying stones to hurl at whom? Us?
“Sinners” they shouted, and worse, names that hurt no less though true.
But from someplace inside, I know not where, my courage came,
and I rose and cried for them to halt and come no closer.
“No loving god or goddess condemns our love;
not Allah, nor Athena nor Buddha; nor Yahweh, nor Jesus.
It is your hate these gods forbid and punish.
So be gone and come no more for you’ve no power here!”
As I reached back to hold you, the angry crowd vanished as if by magic,
but so also did the sand, the sky, the waves, the gulls, the blanket, and you.
I awoke in my bed alone, my dream vanishing with a wave of Prospero’s wand.
So love, before you go please tell me, “was it real or just a dream?”
A wisp of my imagination or something true?
But you just stand and shrug and start to walk away.
My heart sinks and I start to sob at your dismissal of my plea.
But wait! You stop, you turn, you smile, you nod, and beckon me to come.
The answer unspoken but real nonetheless, the touch of your hand the confirmation.
I used to like writing poems, but haven't been able to put one together in a long time. Here's one that I started before I came to BG, but just finsided now. Appreciate any feedback you guys want to give. Thx <3