Dreams...

Beautiful Dream

Like wings of a hummingbird

My heart flutters feverishly

My passion burning like fire

I feel heat where my lungs would be

From deep down in my soul

To the ends of every strand of hair

I quiver with excitement

Of the feeling of you being there

I close my eyes

And take you in

I smell your smell

I feel your skin

My fingers tremble

My toes begin to curl

My breathing heavy’s

My thoughts start to whirl

I reach out my hand

To touch your sweet lips

The thought of you near me

Makes my heartbeat skip

My hand swoops through the air

Like a hawk on its prey

I reach for you and feel for you

But to my hands dismay

There’s nothing there but dust and air

To grab and pull my way

I hold my breath and loosen my grip

My heart goes cold and gray

I fill my lungs with empty air

That’s cold and stings like ice

My heartbeat slows and the rhythm dies

And tears fall once, then twice

The hours, days and weeks of time

Cannot erase our love

That longing for your touch and kiss

Recreate all that I know of

My mind plays tricks, my eyes see you

I get caught up in what seems

The memory that I have of you

Creates the fantasy in my dreams

Even though I hate to wake

And find you nowhere near

If dreams are all I have of you

I’ll dream to feel you here.

by Elisha Bancer

Broken Dreams

I love you more than life itself

But I’m afraid to love.

My heart is like the fragile wings

Of a tiny little dove.

I'm scared to get too close.

I feel that I can't win.

You'll love me for a little while

Then you'll set me free again.

I've lived so long on hopes and dreams

I don't know what to do.

I don't think I can trust my heart,

For it belongs to you.

I know you'll only hurt me

Yet, I still keep running back.

Between the paths of our hearts

There's a worn and beaten track.

You've got my heart held on a string.

It’s breaking right in two.

Enough belongs to me -to hurt-

The rest belongs to you.

I know that somewhere in your heart

There is a place for me.

I just don't know how to find it

And there's no way to make you see.

I can only hope that someday

You'll wake up and you'll find,

That while my heart belongs to yours,

Yours, too, belongs to mine.

by Tamra L. Noe