deepundergroundpoetry.com

TALKING THROUGH THE SCREEN

I dreamt I had a bed outside your window.
Aligned pillow to pillow.
You know,
That nostalgic colored kind of dream.
The house was a happy type of chaotic.
Pointless banter and children singing.
We'd talk through the screen when you could find the time.
You should have told me
never to wake.
I didn't know you before I fell asleep.
I never saw your face until this dream.
Perhaps one more night of my life,
You'll find your way back into my subconscious...
Please...find your way back.
Written by jaspersilence
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4 reading list entries 0
comments 3 reads 429
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:05pm by Grace
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:04pm by Grace
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:04pm by TheFormalDormouse
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:50pm by Casted_Runes