THE VISUAL, A DREAM.
Combining memories and making new.
Recalling what it was like with you
On the bench, green stripe
Helping me to see the light
To be the light
I wanted to be.
Fondness
But conflict
I was pressing against
Expectations
Both and un-expressed
Like I wanted to tempt
My mind away from the known
Denied desire, maybe.
I wanted to be.
I couldn't see
The light.
It began to creep in and we realized
Just how drowsy for the hours we
Had led on and on.
The whole night was gone.
Recollecting
Reconnecting
Redefining
What heart pining
Could mean in my new context.
Too complex.
Too unknown to know.
Mind away from the known...
Could I never have been
There with that certain ring.
Denying the thought for the feeling of aught.
Same then
Same now
But not quite
Different how, now I see more light.
Whole light
But not quite
Just closer to full
Or not?
So I thought a right choice would make full.
Why must the mind reach away from the known.
Is it dullness, is it suspense
I want to be shown
It's hard to say just what.
Denied desire, maybe.
But denied by an else or denied by myself.
Combining memories and making new.
Remember what it was like with you.
What I was like with you.
I see.
Who I wanted to be.
Recollecting.
Reconnecting.
