I Pinch But Flesh Does Not Answer
I pinch but flesh does not answer
I know I do not have long here
A wave of hesitation washes wonderfully over
On your face a serene smile
But you are silent
I steel a breath and drift to your side, through the daisies and buttercups
Innermost mind more endless than the universe
But trustily it searches for our favourite haunt
You smell so very real and for a tenuous moment I am content
My weightless body feels small, wrapped in the memory of your arms
You cup my face in your familiar hand and I taste my tears
You never left me, did you? You did? oh. I wake to a damp pillow.
It is best I am not the keeper of my dreams
The gate is unlocked and you are free to come and go as you please
For if not, in sleep, death shared, as I would choose to sleep forever.
poem by Stevie Taite
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