Sunday, January 30, 2011

Unforgotten Dream

Like an unforgotten dream, he remains
The dream lingers, for I refuse to let go
If only I'll remember, hold tight, the dream will carry
but the memory fades, and I struggle to make out his face
Oh like a dream his face was, dreaming as all
His eyes enrapt by many a dream by others unseen,
so distant - yes, far away, but present, and so close to me
In his eyes he let me share his dreams, carried me far
Now his eyes are long gone - were the blue? brown?
His scent drifts past me at times, yet I find him not
Oh half-remembered dream, the way he was
was he ever real at all? Or did I dream him too?
I can scarce tell dream from the real
and now as the memory of him fades-
-just as dreams fade into morning light,
I wonder, did I dream this unforgotten boy?
did I ever know him at all?

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2011