ReachA Poem by Chris ZYou can feel it, it's warmth radiant You can't reach out and grab it, it's too far but that doesn't stop you from trying
Without thought, you move toward it Every step, another anticipation of how it must feel, to hold it, to have
Near you, it fills you with such sensation of delight, Like your stomach was just opened up, and a draft of cold air came rushing in overcoming any deterring thought you once had
You move closer now, your attraction to it stronger than anything before
Blindly you continue to it, you believe in it, Completely, With all that you are
Your finger tips just about to graze it,
To feel it, for the first time, all you've ever wanted, it'd be in that moment, you'd be happy at that moment
Your finger grazes it, so sure it will feel as you imagined, you don't realize how cold and dim it really is
soon it crumbles, you and it both, left with nothing but the shattered remains of all you've dreampt all that you wished could be but never would
And so you lie there in your denial, Broken, not able to lift yourself up, not wanting to,
Left to love what never was. © 2014 Chris Z |
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