The Cycle of Dreams

I fell asleep upon the pains
of my gone-forever past
with your heart for my pillow
until I dreamed at last.

As my head rose and fell
with your silent passing breaths,
the deeper my hopes would drift
beyond the gates of death.

For me,
every night hides from the day
Every word I wish I’d said
Faded with your memory
and it’s the beating of your heart
that keeps gently waking me.

Dreams are hopes set aflame,
then the morning turns them to ash.
That’s when the sun is on the rise
and every ray becomes my path.

Each step reminds of this truth
we are sojourners out of time
So I leave you with this dream
of all I thought forever mine.

Still,
every day awaits the night
Every word I wished you’d say
rises with a memory
and it’s the beating of my heart
that keeps you following me.

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One Response to The Cycle of Dreams

  1. Anonymous says:

    Sigh. I wish beings could be cloned. 😉

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