A Faint Dream Of Repair. Poem by Chasity Dorsey

try and build me a crystal stair
with smooth and shiny surfaces
in need of no repairs
steps to guide me up and with a balance that I never kept before
hidden deep
within my
heart's drawer.
Lover, build me a crystal hope
a blue life,
a memory
diluted,
and safe.

Dream me
and wake
and shout
my name, in the dark
because I have been waiting there all these years
beside my broken heart,
Where fairy tales have slipped away,
and still play part
in these
humbled days.