Can Love Dream The Same Dream?
A Poem by TTBoy
Perchance:
It was a dance or a ball
that saw it all
though they did not both reveal themselves to me
I could only revel as to what was to be
Over my shoulder
Sightless but light no less
Its approach was as furious as a boulder
threatening to be my headress
The safest place
devoid of water
was not to be up in a face
as the pillow held the fisage of someone’s daughter
But why was I the one to rise
I could see what’s beside me is churning
Am I the lead to one’s demise
Can one actually rest while yearning?
Should I shake my love
Shake to awaken from my despair
Should I pray to that above
Shake for my own pleasure, I do declare
My rustles become bustles
Attempting to be careful, pulling muscles
startled as her eyes flew straight
Wiping away the drool
She scolded me for being a fool
provoking her into a fit of hate
Before I could speak
she began her rant
as her words began to leak
I was whittled down like a plant
She told of her tale
exactly as mine occured
For her I was not to fail
That time of fear left my vision blurred
Too real to be a dream
She then doubted my love for us
unable to stand erect
No way could I cause a fuss
I agreed to not agree
telling her of my troubled past
She would forgive me
not willing to give up so fast
Connected quickly after sex
first date, what a way to go
No misinterpreting this as a hex
This one really gets me, this I know
