Sleep And Wake Intertwine

Sleep And Wake Intertwine

In vague soft sepia you appear to me...
Those timeless seconds
      where sleep and wake intertwine.
               A face I want to touch, recognize,
          my fingers reach but cannot uncover
     your warm radiance like the moon,
warmth like the sun.

                In the hour after seeing you
                I lament a loss I don't recall.
                               Arms around an infant, and a voice
                               that sings soothing songs, cradle...
                     Who are you?
                     Was there ever a stage in my life
          that I knew you? That you sang this
song for me in a language near forgotten?

I wish I didn't dream about you anymore,
     that you were a fastly fading Polaroid,
   disappearing for ever without yearning
or longing.

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March 1, 2017
© Darren White