I wrote you –
Made you my character.
Fell in love with you
But can’t finish our story
For fear of losing you.
So, now I paint you in words,
Calm as a cat in sunlight;
My thoughts free as a kite
In a seaside sky.
I think of the waves
And want to go back
But can’t—
The past and dreams conspire
Put walls between us and desire.
And now,
Your memory's a cobweb,
A mere filmy dream,
That catches me...
Unsubstantial as cotton candy
And about as sweet;
Though lately it seems
My dreams are twisted bed sheets—
And only serve
To interrupt my sleep,
Encumbering my mind
With our legs entwined.
