day85 - a poem
dear luci, thought I'd go with something less direct and more evocative for this.
I saw you last night.
At least it looked like you.
You were happy, at ease,
contentment reflected in your eyes,
I even made you laugh.
But
Wait
That's not right.
Let me start again.
I thought I saw you last night.
Perhaps in a dream,
Blurry-faced but still yourself.
It was just like before
But not quite
We wandered streets
Endless, unfolding before us
Unfamiliar, but then again…
We haven't been here before.
What colour was your hair?
I can't remember
it was… how it should be?The colour it always is.
please don't ask me to describe it.I saw someone last night.
At least I think I did.
I can't remember their face, their eyes, their hair
But I got the vague impression that this person was home.In a sad way
Because I woke up
And now I can't remember the way.You left a trail
Something to guide me
but that's all I know.I look around and notice patterns
I wouldn't have seen before
pinecones, street lights, stones all in a line.is that it?
I've followed too many trails
and found myself lostsome message, a map,
I can't remember.
I just can't.I saw something last night.
Or at least I think I did.
it reminded me of
Sweet dreams, Luci<3