he awakens furious with me
for a dream he had
about you and i
as if we purposely intruded
upon his nightly slumber
with our inability
to stop seeing each other
the only way we can.
but maybe it should be we
who are upset with him
perhaps he is a voyeur
who is spying on us
as we meet clandestine
the only place we can..
Our fantasies
and daydreams
in what he considers
his nightmares.
1-9-08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interesting poem, enjoyed the read smiffy