My Dream Poem by Cleo A. Fletcher

Move those fingers away from the door,
As I realize I can't take anymore.

You want me to leave, but don't want me to go,
I'm tired of waiting for the love you don't show.

You constantly say you really do care,
And yet when I ask you're not willing to share.

I love you so much that it breaks my heart.
Some days I feel like it's ripping apart.

I feel a turmoil building inside,
The storm grows so big, its too big to hide.

I feel overwhelmed and it's too much to contain.
Really I have only myself to blame.

I know it's a dream and yet it seems real,
And you ask me to deny somthing I feel.

I'm shell shocked and frightened, totally alone.
Wishing that someone would pick up the phone.

I know it's not me, and you know it's not you.
So we're stuck in this place unsure what to do.

I feel the tears rushing to my eyes,
Tears, I know, that you will despise.

Your grip slackens as I walk out the door,
My tears are lost as the rain starts to pour.

I turn back once to look and see.
As I feel your arms embracing me.

Our lips touch and our cares melt away.
Given no choice, I have to stay.

Then I feel somthing, to my surprise,
You kiss the tears falling from my eyes.

This dream I see, I know it's real.
Just waiting for the man who will make me feel.