Dreamscape

 I want to dissolve
Into dreams
Sinking deep as stone
Into your waters
Making ripples in your memory
Footsteps for my early feet.

I hear the time rush
Past my ears
I am waiting
A traveler on the
Front Porch of Destiny
I am waiting still.

My fingers grow long
My senses take shape
Until I am part of your air
Your life, your whispered
I love you’s.  
Each part of me
Melting
Flowing away
Downstream until,
Crawling through the
Looking glass I awaken
With all my drops and pieces
Whole again
With You.

-Zoe Richardson