Ghost From My Dream Poem by Loreta Muskardin

I saw your hand
Moving through the air,
Inviting me closer.
A place in the middle of
Emptiness.
I am witnessing
My destiny.

The emptiness is here
I follow your eyes,
The gaze so intense.
Images roll down, embracing
This place, myself and all
My desires.

I hear your voice
And talk,
Not hearing my words.
The silence has entered me,
I can’t escape my mind.
Feeling trapped inside

My unknown self.

I feel your presence,
Unable to touch the being,
I am the worshipper of
Someone else’s dream.
Do you exist and
Is this me?

Reality, dreams, fantasies
Who can say which one
Was first born?
I blink and your ghostly image
Is gone.
Darkness surrounds me.
The multitude of fates inside
My invaded soul.