Sweet Dreams

  Sometimes, I think a thousand thoughts that I want to share with you. Hope sails in the wind like a leaf abandoned the security of the  familiar tree. Silence with you isn't silent.  It's the low hum of love and adoration. Poetry pours free from my heart for you. These dying words of wasted breath unyielding and unspoken sent. In another time, and a different self, maybe you'd take my offered hand. We'd slow dance through life cheek to cheek. Sheltered from the failures of a dying world and the brutal cold love of the shallow and shadows. I'd share moments with you adorned with laughter and wit, built on stones of faithfulness. I wish you knew. I wish you understood.  But, we are not, though you know... and you understand. Time drifts and I stand in silence, yet saying everything I can say without the words. I see you across the world, and I know your beauty through God. Time persists, and you hold it more than I do. You wait as I have. I will hold you tightly in my dreams, and release you wild in my waking mind