You’re so far away

Like the sun hiding behind

Playful bright colored clouds

Or the glint of water

Through a thick wall of

Endlessly trailing, grasping vines

Maybe that gentle light

Is simply the reflection of

Something even further away

My feet are so tired

My hands flayed by thorns

Yet there always seems

Another hill on my horizon

Are you a windmill?

Hope is a vicious poison



Wisp

I thought I saw you

A form, a smile, kindness

Yet as I wandered

Always chasing that illusory feeling

I began to wonder

If my own footsteps were

Simply echoing backwards favorably

Egging me forward without thought

I want to see

I want to feel something

Aside from feeling I

More than anything I want

Simply to know you

And that you’re truly here



Place a hand on my shoulder and help me shake off the cold that has settled in my bones. I’ve grown so tired of waiting for you my friend. The smile I can show you will be tired though genuine, I hope something so meager is enough to grant the boon of reciprocity. Let me know I haven’t been walking through this vacant space in vain. Speak kind words to me and be sincere, I miss sincerity and gentleness more than any simple pleasantry. Let me rest on your shoulder for awhile; assure me that if I rest you won’t simply fade away with the cool of the night. I don’t want to believe you’re simply another dream but my heart knows better.

Stay with me and let me dream for a little while longer, maybe a longer dream will hurt less when it ends.