The longing for what's past
the feelings are vast
I find myself wandering the dream.
The blue ocean, the melodious song
the nonexistent encounter I had planned all along
the song I wrote for you is seen.
Strange, how there was no better
and how I still refused to be together
So I lost many things in that ocean.
I ran, and ran
my feelings that began
that day soon irritated the skin.
I'm sorry, I've never been good with love
I hid my emotions with a glove
So you could hate me on my own terms.
Yet, you stuck through it
claiming we could work with this
and yet I still ran, and distracted you with birds.
It's been 2 years since that dream was lost at sea
my dreams have since ceased to be
anything but a bummer.
However, I'm starting to believe
without any reason, in seeing
that unfulfilled dream rekindled by you, Summer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Brandon. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks