Dolor Dream
When you are close, I lose control
"Hold me”, (I wish), no, don’t stare
Protest escaping into dream
Only dusk can bring you nearer
I won’t pretend I don’t pretend
Knowing fully, it is my curse
Visions, dreaming, wishing
So easy to write each verse
Truth in muffled whispered gasps
My pillow holds my secrets
Etiolate into bliss; (unrest)
I fade in and out of existence
Touching you – you holding me
Bathed in fire’s dolor pool
Breathing on my wet skin
I dare not cool your soul
I dare not stop my vision’s quest
Nor wake to find you’re missing
If dreaming brings your love to me
I’ll never see the morning
Jude Stringfellow
February 15, 2021
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