Monday, July 11, 2011

Illusions Lost to the Dark

I lay here bare in the night
pretending you are beside me;
your fingertips grazing my skin,
a delicate kiss upon my shoulder.

I roll over to see your face–
Nothing but darkness,
an empty space–an image
of my lonely heart.

Reminded you are just
a dream I’m waiting to hold
I roll over once more, see
all I have are my goals.

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