Gone And Makes Me Free.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there was something so important last night
for days i keep folding it neatly in my mind
while we were traveling and waiting and
sleeping

it seeps in like another dream
nothing vivid
like a fading memory of melting chocolate in my hand
one summer

i treasure it and promise myself that soon it will be real
i hide it from you
and it has become invisible in my fingers

imaginary little things in my mind
that make me alive
and survive through the night
when you are
snoring in your sleep

today it is gone but mind you it has set me free.