a tender dream

A poem brought from time's stirring embrace


I stand on cliffs of tender dreams
looking out and far below
I hear the ocean somewhere, there
but I cannot believe you'd be this close
are you there?
Is that you?
anticipation grows
no, a yearning from within the soul
that never breathes the air of satisfaction
a hunger that is never fed
beckons me

I breathe a sigh from the edge of reason
and fall toward you
to take my last breath
and die inside you
swallow me whole
I beg you

I touch the scar
that lies just over my heart
where love once burned
where love was cut from
by screaming protest
I touch the scar
proof that you once existed
and with perverse pleasure
I pretend you still live
inside me

I breathe a sigh
catching, halting
in perfect bliss
I fall toward you
and breathe you in, my final sigh
consume me
I beg you
I will die inside you
forever inside you

For you are my tender dream