David Wood

Silver Star - 3,096 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Dreams - Poem by David Wood

I think of you but you are not here,
I picture your face in my day and
I can see you clearly. The beauty
Of your smile, that gap between
Your front teeth, your sweet lips.

They are everything that the garden
Of my mind focuses on, but you're
Not here. Just the still air that I
Breathe. I dream aloud that we are
Walking together, holding hands.

I hold you closer through the ether
That separates us yet binds us
Until we can meet again. Reinventing
The love that we had. Holding on
To the vision until it fades in the distance.


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  • Rookie Julie Schleppegrell (6/6/2013 3:06:00 PM)

    Reminds me of being away from my love during the week because of the distance between our residents. When I close my eyes I still he him clearly, and a big fear is losing the visual memory. Iove it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013



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