Whispering Star

I dreamt of you again last night

Which thankfully

Doesn’t happen often…anymore
I can only stand the sight

Of you in the daylight yet

The night is dangerous still

Where memories have teeth

Leaving unrelenting bites

That bleed…deeply

You were standing across the room

Speaking softly, beckoning

For me to come closer

And I felt torn and sad

Rooted upon that spot

With my hand over my mouth

Trembling with a need

I couldn’t understand

Yearning to run to you crying

And let everything go away

Yet aching to turn my back

Remaining strong and unbreakable

While you still whispered…fading

Like the broken star

I once wished upon

I will always remember you

I hope you remember me…

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Published on Wednesday, May 22, 2013. Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

To the one who went on before me...someday I shall see you again.

Comments on "Whispering Star"

A former member wrote: The desperate yearning in the tone of the piece had me....I was initially feelin like I was reading a vampire piece, until the last third. And the inherent love hate, contradiction, had me feelin all.....empathetic. Not often, I read something, and don't automatically disdain it, for it's open vulnerabilities. I enjoyed this. Thank you.
A former member wrote: Reminiscent moments have their dangers it would seem, one can lose oneself within them. Quite beautiful and very vivid.
On Monday, July 1, 2013, BlackVelvet Rose (175) wrote:

bittersweet memories... this is how they come in dreams. excellent. :)
On Monday, July 1, 2013, dwells (4177) wrote:

Memories are indeed made of this, marvelous and poses that age-old question, cheers DD!
On Wednesday, May 22, 2013, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...when we want something that we can't have, it shows up in a dream. maybe...
A former member wrote: Amazing, simply amazing my dear.