dream……by Diane Tegarden
dream of love…..
a reality? no, a dream.
beautiful dream, wispy and lifelike
i held you in my arms, and believed.
you believed too,
for so long, so short a time.
then…i began to awaken,
fighting back to the dream,
i am awake now.
i still hold you in my arms
but ‘we’ are changed
this reality, this harsh knowing,
it is pain to know. it is pain.
i long for sleep, deep and endless.
fill my empty chamber,
(from my upcoming poetry book “Italian Bees Make Honey Pizza”)