Phantom Dreams Author One Heart’s Truth
when I am there in those moments that define my life
and I find there is more gray than black and white
and it all just feels like an unfolding tragedy
a life, a love and a dream not allowed to be
-how do I escape that feeling-
the one the settles deep down in the marrow of my bones
like a late December chill that speaks of nothing but cold, dank things
and I begin to realize the prevalent uneasy stirrings
fostering these questions
are the feelings of vacancy that being without you authors
which allows my heart to lose itself …and me
in our once whispered dreams
as stormy, calico skies blow wicked
across a lonely Arizona night
…. imagination runs wild
causing curtains to sway enticingly
upon a lover’s moonspilt breeze
soft moans echo in response
one look, one touch, one whimper
….fantasy stirs reality wanton
and I wander this dream, heartbeat to heartbeat
denying the loneliness that your absence writes
refusing to let go of what I have always known
…that this love I have for you will never die
no matter how hard I try to let you go
my convictions will always waver beneath
the certainty of my heart
and though somedays I wish I had never met you
those days also remind me it really wouldn’t matter
because either way I would still feel
the emptiness that you not being here causes
I would always know that I was without
….you
©LadyRaine