The Map of My Body

I get lost in words

for which I blame tomorrow's dream.

I lose myself in the melancholy

that is a testimony to the silence

growing in my newborn heart.

I see your smile, dedicated to the sky

where your star will never shine.

I am trying to find the future

that will give me you instead of

a painful gulf.

I tried to cheat my dreams,

but you still haven't moved out

of them.

Kiss me in the middle of my soul

if time takes away my love

for blushing stars.

Touch my dreams, let your greedy hands

know the map of my body.

And when I wake up,

do not let the reality bother me so much.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Cheating the dreams never seems to work, the ones that remind us are so resilient.
Especially like the last two stanzas, plus the idea of the kiss in the middle of the soul.
when lips touch the soul, there is electricity and perhaps salvation.
j.

[Ioana Mihai]

So beautiful and so painful like love is nothing else but the emotions of it out into poems

[Chris]

An exquisite and stirring expression oi heart.