Tuesday, December 20, 2011


Sober... You were sober
empty of regret
and smiling
as we promised for tomorrow
another blissful union

In my dream,
my hallucination,
you were love
and I was the rain
that nourished you

Deep in your eyes
I swam in calm waters,
your words lyrical
your tone the harp strings
that played our song

Absent was sorrow
for only warmth and comfort
could fit in between
our tight embrace.
our eyes entranced

And as the sun rose
so did my eyes open
beholding the emptiness
that is my room
and was my heart

© Antonio Beardall

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