The Absence of Wavelength

Nuclear Dreamer (meh, title)

The aching has returned
to my eyes,
each night I dream about you
again, dream
we're together in a bright nuclear vision --
a blast that slowly
blinds me
forces to me to forget but see
a fading smile.
Yearning and waking again,
I would lean into your skin
taste your tender lips
for warmth
I cannot savor in these night reveries --
of you and me flying
cavorting upon a shore of an endless pale sea.
your hands reach for me,
taken back by determined tides.
a rising sun obliterates
eyes blocked by impending reality
and the renewal of such purposeless days
wishing I could dream
the rest of life away.


12.28.21

edit later. written in 3 1/2 minutes to Sinful by Rhye