My hands were numb from gripping your jacket Across the highway as we sped Under the mystifying star-strewn sky Daring the night to cease our flight My lips were frozen from the chilly breeze As I seized yours with a scorching kiss The rustling leaves were a peaceful sound Never minding the shadows around My eyes were filled with your unfathomable gaze As I tried to unravel the impossible maze And as my moment neared its close I grasped everything I could before I rose
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I loved this! …….Paula x
Thank you! 🙂
If only I could remember my dreams, I would want to try and write something like this! Nice post 🙂
Thanks! This really isn’t an actual dream, my dreams are way weirder and I too can’t remember most of them. This is more like a daydream. 🙂
Haha fair enough! Not all dreams lend themselves to poetry anyway – I vividly remember being a navy SEAL, hunting Gollum through the swamp behind my house – and that’s no good 😛
That’s a funny dream, or disturbing, take your pick. Our dreams sometimes have more imagination than we do when we’re awake. We could get some prose out of them if not for poetry. 🙂
Well it was a lot of fun at the time. I know, and it is so frustrating not to recall good material!
True. I once had a dream that could be a really good story, but the details are all jumbled and I can’t trace a rational sequence of events.
frozen lips, seized with scorching kiss…wonderful 🙂
Thank you! 🙂