Unspoken...a poem written on a train

Unspoken

 

Planted, immobilized

Ripped jeans and wind-mussed hair

I'll miss you madly

What I want to say

But want and need are different

Set apart from one another

By the power of a heart or mind

Or often simply due to whim or chance

 

Ever, maybe never

Who knows when or how or why

Or even if?

But still I'll hope and maybe dream

With wishes that it won't keep you awake

And if, then just a little

Not for long, I promise

I won't fade away this time

 

There isn't much to tell

Nothing I could say you'd need to hear

Or that I'd want to share

So shy, so proud

(Most likely that's the case, we both know well)

 

So far apart, the miles stretching thin

They fall away and disappear like time

And somewhere in the distance

Lies the past already written

It glistens like a memory

Or dream forgotten

Held within a rhyme

Will I stay awake tonight

Watching shadows traipse across my walls?

The echoes of the progress of my life

So bittersweet these thoughts of make-believe

But different now and willing not to sleep

Aware (and maybe hoping)

That the reason is

I'm wandering through your dreams