I dreamt of you last night
vivid images
sitting across from you at a table
your hands toying restlessly with a cup of stale coffee
impatient for a cigarette in this smoke free room
the scent of your perfume mingles with dust and mold
as you laugh at my inane joke
my attempt to tease you away from your grief
I dreamt of you last night
a muted mirage
mimicking reality
your haunted eyes deep set and dark
desperately darting here-and-there
avoiding my scrutiny as I peer through your façade
sensing sorrow under your kind words
as you offer support and comfort to me
I dreamt of you last night
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| "Study of Two Woman Grieving" by John Flaxman http://www.metmuseum.org/en/collections/search-the-collections?ft=Flaxman%2C+John+(British%2C+1755-1826)&rpp=20&pg=2 |
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
