I dreamed of you,
but you were not there.
I didn't know what to do
or if I would wake to care.
I languish in self-imposed melancholy,
still longing for you each night.
In the dreaming, wondering my folly,
somehow, it's just not right.
I wish you would just leave me alone
and stop this nocturnal plunder in dreams
going away from my nightly schemes.
Just leave me to my slumber.
I dream of you still
wishing you were next to me.
My mind wanders as it will.
In dreaming of you I am never free.

09/14/2011

Posted on 09/14/2011
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