I'd dream of you, darling.
Warm dreams, rose petal soft
With the smell of baking bread
Wafting through the still image,
The tiny little fairy tale of love.
.
If I loved you, then I might
Drink the fantasy hiding
In glittering tears trailing down
My own face, a reflection now
In a pool of stagnant grief.
.
If I loved you, I would ache
At the sight of every prism,
Weep at the touch of every
Cool summer night damp
With fading memories.
.
I would suffer, wouldn't I,
If all I had were incorporeal gifts,
Decorating the mental mantle
Surrounding a long-dead fire.
I'd suffer if I lived with your ghost.
.
I'm glad to have never loved you.
I am elated at the empty loss.
Meaningless, mindless, romance.
Yes, better to have never loved you
Than to die by the weight of longing.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (4)
Delightfully heavy inside a quiet aeason of nostalgia.
Oooo, mental mental, that was brilliant! Loved your poem!
❤️Wow, This is Magnificent Poetry!
Excellent closing line! 🤩 Great work, Silver. I felt this way a time or two in the past.