Cold Champagne Dreams Poem by Cj Heck

Much as an artist
treasures his oils,
she holds tight to her
cold champagne dreams.

Secret visions that warm
on the coldest of nights
never shared in the light of day,
but in sleep, cherished, guarded
and looked forward to
from a time
nothing else has replaced.

She savors those moments
locked tightly away,
where only the night
holds the key
to unlock the memories
hidden within, marking time
in the day’s warm beer life.

Her cold champagne dreams
full of roses and love
missing moments spent
safe in his arms
where kisses they shared
even now linger on
after much time has gone by.

Tearful eyes shut tight
as a clam in the sea
she pleads,
no more memories tonight
for nothing is worse
than death claiming a love,
more than passion lies dying inside,
only allowing the want
and the impossible need
to bubble up in
her cold champagne dreams.