I’M LOST BETWEEN DREAM AND MEMORY

Dusk begins to settle in
Barry White serenades the chill night air,
Transported back to some teenage years,
Sometimes I wish could stay right there.

From the window I watch life
As it trundles on by, motorcycles, cars,
Trucks and buses, flashes of light- I remember
I lost you and that’s where you are.

Death showed his ugly face today,
Disguised as walrus of lurve.
The guilt I feel,  the longing, yearning, pining,
Memory throws me a vicious curve.

I take the bus to that year, our year
And alight right where I left you.
Death has held you so long but, for a moment
I had you back just so I could say, once more, I love you.

I’m lost between dream and memory.
We had good times, didn’t we? It’s hard
To remember;  no tears but the feeling to cry is strong,
But know, I loved you, loved you, just the way you are,
                                                                                    You were.

The King of Soul cantillates somewhere behind me
And it’s always your face I see,
My time machine locks in, clutch out
And away. You can’t see me. You can’t hear me.
I want to hold you, have you hold me
                                                     Again…

Memory’s bubble begins to dissipate
As I have to leave you alone.
Your tears, your pain, if only I’d understood (then),
If only I could help you, you’d never be on your own,
                                               If you knew, you aren’t now.

I know you can see me now
Even tho’ you can’t see me there.
The years have passed by slowly but
I just want you to know, I really did care.
                                                   I loved you

And do still, guess, I always will.
So while Barry all of those songs
For a moment in time, I’m running to you where,
Before you went away, history says I belong…

Night closes her curtains around us and
Music plays no more.
I lock up the door and head off, walking alone
With you so deep in my heart, back to this life,
But I remember, oh babe, you’ve never
                                                             Really gone...

© tcmoon 2006-10-05

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Whoa! Ron    I read this piece, re-read it then read it again

To my mind  one of the best of your poems I've read so far. Simple, sad without cloyin' sentimentallity, rememberin', and a touch of "if only" and "what if". Keep your memories, my friend, for they are precious.

Kind regards..Driff

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