Reverie

 
 
 

 

 Relaxed, I lie back

 Your voice echoes softly

 And I sink into reverie

 

 Contrasts. Hanging strands

 I am drifting…

 Over the edge, sliding

 

 Sticky, syrup mouth 

 Your words trapped

 Into slow motion

 

 I look around the room

 Bright shadows lean

 Across your arms and legs

 

 Words are speckled dust

 Suspended in the light

 Then gently falling.

 

 I return

 Remember I’m with you

 Listening again

 

 But I will never know

 Where you were

 What you said

 

 I forget the moment.

 

 And still…still……still……..

 You are warm beside me

 

 

 

© Christopher

 

 

 

 

 

.

This entry was posted on in homepage and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Reverie

    1. As ever Chris your extreme sensitivity shines out. Your words more like musical notes every time …

      Comment by David Mitchell on 28 May, 2025 at 7:44 am
    2. Love the part about words suspended in the light. Has an achingly familiar feel to it.

      Comment by Marc Hurwitz on 19 June, 2025 at 2:34 pm

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.