Open-eyed Dreams

An eventful evening.
But now everything was calmed.
And from my little hooded cave,
I watched you sleep.

And what filled me with awe:
the person you were and the person you will be,
I could see.

I didn’t want to think.
I wanted to feel.
So I did.
And your face faded in the darkness so I couldn’t make it out.
But I knew you were there.

8 comments

  1. chokingspirits · November 28, 2006

    is this about your brother, perhaps?

  2. zaphodfreek · November 29, 2006

    No.
    No it’s not.

    But, it could be,
    and that’s what’s important.

  3. qazse · December 2, 2006

    nice

  4. zaphodfreek · December 2, 2006

    In all honesty,
    I don’t really know WHO this is about.

    It was a thought or a dream or a wish I had.
    Maybe it’ll come true.
    Maybe it already has.

  5. raeofsunshine · December 5, 2006

    As Life’s ultimate pessimist at this exact moment in life, I’d like to say that i don’t think the sort of ecstacy is possible if you’re speaking of being in the presence of another human being…
    (but that’s me being a pessimistic leech, sucking the beauty out of life.)

    i really like the idea of it though… and i really like your poetry.

  6. zaphodfreek · December 5, 2006

    Hmmm. Interesting.

    Well thank you.

  7. autumnrose · January 6, 2007

    I like it!

    Thanks for linking me, btw 🙂

  8. zaphodfreek · January 6, 2007

    Don’t mention it.
    And thanks for the comment.

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