I reach for words
Delicately floating in the air
Like dandelion wishes
I reach for you
So above me
Your lips could whisper to the stars
I reach for your heart
Intangible, like a foggy dream
Lingering vaguely through a midday nap
For one gentle instant
I close my eyes
I grasp the language and I feel you
I treasure that moment
Only briefly true it lives during sleep
Beautiful! I love "Intangible" and I love Trish!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gary!
ReplyDeleteYou had me at dandelion wishes. Loved this!
ReplyDelete:-) Thank you!
ReplyDeleteYou caught me with the stars, excellent write Trish :)
ReplyDeleteI loved this. Almost as much as I love you. I still have the one you wrote for me. I'll treasure it forever and a day. You've got such a beautiful soul my friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jul and Taina!
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem! I'm always very impressed by poets because A. I think my poems sound so 'Dick and Jane' and B. somehow, some way, the word 'peen' or 'vaj' always makes it into the poem. I think its a sickness. ;p
ReplyDeleteThank you, LadyHAHA! I appreciate your visit and your comment!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
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