I worked and toiled my part last night, inbetween finding
time to think on you...... thinking
I slaved for my wage on my last day yesterday, pausing when
I could, working when I must
Washing windows and mopping floors you must think this
silly, forgotten existential
Putting away and taking back I spared as many moments as I
could drag up for you and I struggled to kill the
distraction of any loud patrons
Six hours of random consciousness and three hours of clear
water brain rantings
Ranting about love and the one I love, maybe aloud, maybe
internal
That one half hour I sat to swear the evening away and....
sudden flood rush loved me home
Reality rediscovery and I saw on me the glow of "We"
"This is the hand of the man that loves her" I thought,
staring at my outstretched veined limbs
Vascular on the inside and flowing with all that I could
never explicate, vivid halo about my fingers, fiery
truth substantial
And I looked and thinking on you I dreamed like a dreamer,
like you dream days and my nights
For what remained of my night and what was to come that
morning, whatever I did, sacrificing myself to your
mind altar
Dreaming.... dreaming.... thinking.... feeling
Reason for writing:
The inspiration was a wonderful humyn being that I will never forget. She was with me always and always will be in one way or another.
Birth sign: Taurus
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