The End

The End

so we end where we began
I suppose
in a dream of words gone
nightmare

where touch taste sight are
sense
     less
where all your life lies
spirit
      less
where all my hope falls
face
    less
in the waking light of day

there will be for you
others

those who fall sway to the 
spell
you do not even mean to cast
those who will
entertain
those who will
beguile
for a while

for a while

and in those dreams
you will live
again
if only for moments at a
time

for me there are no more 
dreams
there is only the un
forgiving
        light
into which now I stare

but oh
how I have loved you
my silent
my secret
my poet

and oh
what you have let
slip
    away

c.sdmrogers 14 march 2009