If I open my eyes I know,
The magic will disappear.
I will no longer hear,
Your pencil scratch,
the sketch pad,
you had in December last year
when you drew
my unbrushed hair
sitting wildly in my face,
mornings were precious,
and we had more,
even though it seemed,
we had less.
If I open my eyes,
You will not be here,
And the kitten will sit in your recliner
Looking at me like,
Why is he not here?
She will paw the comforter,
And tug on
The floor rug
Like me, she will play alone,
If I open my eyes and you are gone
I should open my eyes,
For why should I mind?
You have dreams you have to find.
I am your best friend,
I should understand,
If life’s journeys take you to distant lands.
I am your soul mate and I should know,
That you have to go away, sometimes, in order to grow
But I am also the half,
That will not be whole,
A gorgeous drape,
With a gaping hole,
If I open my eyes and the magic ends,
When daylight descends,
And my dream fades.
The magic will disappear.
I will no longer hear,
Your pencil scratch,
the sketch pad,
you had in December last year
when you drew
my unbrushed hair
sitting wildly in my face,
mornings were precious,
and we had more,
even though it seemed,
we had less.
If I open my eyes,
You will not be here,
And the kitten will sit in your recliner
Looking at me like,
Why is he not here?
She will paw the comforter,
And tug on
The floor rug
Like me, she will play alone,
If I open my eyes and you are gone
I should open my eyes,
For why should I mind?
You have dreams you have to find.
I am your best friend,
I should understand,
If life’s journeys take you to distant lands.
I am your soul mate and I should know,
That you have to go away, sometimes, in order to grow
But I am also the half,
That will not be whole,
A gorgeous drape,
With a gaping hole,
If I open my eyes and the magic ends,
When daylight descends,
And my dream fades.
6 comments:
I guess that's why even the best memories are called bittersweet.I love the poem.
I feel so hugged instead of loved. And its comfortable.
Wow! This is a great poem, it conveys something that I can't put to words
Just because I do not say anything does not mean I'm not reading. Sometimes you render me speechless.
My question to you is why don't you go after him. If you are not complete how long will you bore other people because the smile that He brought to your face is no longer there. You must set him free if you are going to be free. I feel pain when I read your thoughts. Very deep. Loved it.
read it again,loved it the same
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