Longing

I loved you long ago and I can see your face - it glows.
A photo maybe? Or a scene extracted from a play?
With love, I remember that day.

We sat, we talked, we laughed,
we loved, not in the physical sense, but we both
knew what we had done.

I don’t know where you are, what you’ve done or
where you live, but I would really love to
do what we once did.


© 2009 Charles Dennis


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Dreams

I’ll watch the sky tonight and think of where I’d like to
be. I’ll gaze upon the stars, as stray moonlit clouds drift
high above like dreams.

Steady breezes blow the leaves tonight, as they scrape
and rub against each other, creating the soundtrack of
what once was and what will be.

My body, mind and soul, now as one, I ride upon the
dream filled clouds that float so high above.

I will not rush these moments. I’ll watch the sky to-
night, and gaze upon the stars, and think of
where I’d like to be.

I hope tomorrow, I’ll see my dreams drift
high above on moonlit clouds, but a little bit
closer, and not so far they’ll be.


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© 2009 Charles Dennis