Dreams coalesce
on clouds that hover overhead
I see you there
and am falling in love
over and over and over again
life’s tragedy is
I’ll never get so near you
as I am now
you’ll always be out there
and I’ll never know where
the natural tint of your skin
the carefully crafted bobbed hair
eyes wide, sentimental and sad
another world
a pool
of dreams and memories and history
let me fall in
and drown there
soaking in it all
on the train
one body is pushed up against another
a tight fitted crowd, tepid and humid
and you
so close
I can feel your heat
when the train jostles
you even fall into me
the slightest of smiles
as you glance in my direction
then look away and down
your lips still coy
as you pretend
I’m not there
this close
yet world’s apart
the train stops
the doors slide open
the cool air rushes in
you slip out with the stream of passengers
and leave me behind with nothing
except the mark you made
somewhere underneath
and there
you won’t be forgotten.
– matt at shadowofiris
