THANK GOD FOR DREAMS.

The elder poet

I awoke this morning and said thank God . 

Why ? Because she came to me last night.

Bringing  youth back to a soul that had aged many years.

Her youthful features had never changed .

 

I caressed her face. So very soft to my touch .

Running my fingers through her silky hair .

Naked to me and to the world . A world of dreams.

I ran my hand down the length of her back .

 

Down to the tender mounds of her hips .

Kissing her sweet lips . And saying I''m sorry ,

For not giving her the life she wanted.

Our worlds were already made. Mine could not be changed.

 

So sorry for not giving myself to you . The way I wanted to.

Obligations that made my life what it was.

But never forgetting the look in your eye's when you looked at me.

For love was within them. Words were said.

 

Loving, Caring, Forever and a day,

I woke up this morning God . 

Thank you for letting me have this dream. 

For bringing her back to me even for an instant .

 

I look forward to sleep now .Maybe she will return .

I sure wish she would.

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: The elder poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 4th, 2021 19:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: Some loves you will never forget . Thank God not only for my dreams But for my memories too.
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Comments3

  • Accidental Poet

    Wonderful write ep. I myself know this feeling too.

  • The elder poet

    Thank you for reading and commenting. It helps to put those feelings into words. You have a good night.

  • L. B. Mek

    'For not giving her the life she wanted.
    Our worlds were already made. Mine could not be changed.

    So sorry for not giving myself to you . The way I wanted to.'
    (some Regrets, are worth the pain
    of harbouring
    for within their remembrances
    sharp edges
    our memento Treasures: sustain...)
    a wonderful write, a vividly inked scene
    and a relatable message;
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • The elder poet

      Thank you so much for reading and commenting , Your commet is very well written . Our memories are a gift. As I get older my short term memory is really bad. But the memories of my youth and growing up are clear as if it was yesterday. And that is a blessing. Thanks again , You have a great day.



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