I meditate - do not medicate
before I can go to sleep
and all my dreams awaken
like in a fiery feast.
I long to dream
to dream about you
so vividly and truly
that I falsely believe
- for even just a glimpse -
that it could be true
that you are again, you.
But a creature appears
so fierce - eyes of glass -
gives me the chills just to look at
and my heart pumps.
I turn around - I see a woman
so beautiful yet so shy
my eyes are magnitised
and I whisper “Who are you?”
She says nothing but I know
coz my heart is warm and bright.
“Please, my lady, I beg you, please tell me,
How can I keep him forever with me?”
My pleas only scare her
and she suddenly retrieves
I need to go slow
to help welcome my grief.
I have two grieves in my sleep
one is scary - one is sweet.
Which one is mine? Which do I chose?
The first one appalls me - the second one I chose.
Kika Georgiou