Dreams of Lovers long gone

 

Recently, I let a Lover go.

This was an important task because my Heart had instructed me to do so.

My dreams guided me to him. My pride rushed the gate when my Heart begged me to wait.

Friends they say…

Last a lifetime. Lovers come & go.

Before tucking myself in goodnight, I said a prayer with all my might that his heart be alright.

Behind closed eyes deep in slumber I once again met my Lover walking hand in hand with another.

The two of them crossed my path then turned their backs.

A longing of his my Guide explained, turned true to reality thanks to the boost of confidence gained through our being, our meeting, from the light that shines brightly on him, by me.

What’s left then for me?

This you see. Poetry.

: ) ( : 

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