Tiny, moving lights in the sky,
and a static light inside my heart,
you held me against the car door
last night.
Arms wrapped defensively around my body,
your breath soft on my neck,
as we spoke stereotypically of parallel worlds,
in which we never met.
Your hands in my coat pockets,
I watched my breath form clouds as I spoke
of my world.
You said, ‘there’s a poem here’.
Our eyes bright with chemical highs,
we kissed under the moving stars
and you told me of other worlds,
and of the reality, where we lived happily ever after.
(c) 2008.
David Holloway
June 26, 2011 at 10:51 pm
A wonderful poem that seems to show your desires and innermost thought which is great poetry in my opinion. DH
halfwaybetweenthegutter
June 27, 2011 at 2:47 am
Thank you very much. At the time, it did show my desires. I can look back now and, strange as it sounds, I’m glad I didn’t get that ‘happy ever after’, as I’m much happier without it.
luna15
June 27, 2011 at 3:26 am
its a great poem, it touches on the depths so very lightly. its wonderful.
mindlovemisery
June 29, 2011 at 8:22 am
This is so beautiful and the imagery is so sweet and romantic. Loved it