PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

to a place set apart from time

I willingly drifted back to you

and your seemingly tireless tyrant ways

the dream continues on

in my heart's achingly silent hope

and in the bewitching mercury of your all

encompassing eyes

my very own captor

guarder of my well being

protector for my fragile sanity

your passion never dies

but lives on

in me

locked in my not so rusty memories

lost to no other's conviction

separation is our mutual burden

for which there seems no immediate relief

other than our being together once again

unwavering belief

speaks ever more fondly now

to us................................

(Nov. 17, 1995)