Dreams and Desire

Day after day I gaze out my window
Chin resting upon my folded hand
Rain smudges the surrounding landscape
A sigh escapes my quivering lips
My heart squeezes and gasps
Far away across the waves I yearn for him
I can envision him going about his day
Longing wells up
How I desire to be sharing life with him

Night after night I lay upon my bed
Cheek resting upon my outstretched arm
Tears distorting the moon out my window
A sob escapes my tightening throat
My heart sorrows and aches
Even far away across the miles I crave him
I picture him lying down beside her
Longing wells up
Oh god how I wish I was her
How I wish I was the one who he dreams of

©️tara caribou – 2018

15 Comments on “Dreams and Desire

  1. We all did dream to be that “her” at least once but then ……we realized thankfully we were not as much more were out there for us😉

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  2. What are we without our dreams? There is always a grain of truth in what we dream, and that is what becomes worth striving/searching for, isn’t it?

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  3. This is so heartwrenching… I can feel your pain through your words…
    But do not wish to be her, for you are you and you are beautiful.
    I’ll tell you something a dear friend once said to me… your real soul twin is out there somewhere, dreaming of a time when they will find you and feeling just as miserable as you right now… when you are both ready the universe will bring you together.

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  4. Someone will take your heart hun and covet it and not let go. You are an amazing person… and good friend… Men are fools if they don’t see that.

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  5. Beautiful and touching, Tara. That longing, mixed with a hint of sadness, really tugs at the heartstrings.

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