Dreams
come
Unsought
Dreams
whose lessons
like chemistry
lie
in unfathomable
formulae
understandable to
All
but me
Dreams
full of angst
full of fear
Fear that
crescendos
to horror
to terror
Terror
in which we are
You
and I
Back again
Terror
in which we must
You
and I
Try again
Terror
in which
Samsara
is always
You
and I
AloneTogether
again
But
oh
how I would
welcome
other dreams
Dreams
of being young
oh so
YoungTogether
Dreams
of firework picnics
of Sousa and sun
of laughter and kisses
Dreams
of bottles of wine
and a
Girl
opened
so smoothly
opened
with only
the
skill
of your
knife
Will they come
those
Dreams
will they come
when my heart
if
my heart
finds its way
the long
laborious
way up the river of
Lethe
to the land of
Forgiveness
There
will I find
You
waiting
waiting
with our child
with our baby
with our
CaraLenore
There
will we be
no longer
One
for we were
never
One, but
no longer
foes
no longer
vicious
no longer
Bane, but
balm
blessing
benison
Oh
yes
please say
Yes
it will be
So
Oh
no
please say
No
we are not
can not
must not
be
doomed
to live this
to
LiveThis
again
c.sdmrogers october 2008
