Stared Into Dawn
Dec 19th, 2009 | By Paula Dawn | Category: Poetry | 340 viewsIn my dream you dreamt
You felt the heat of me
Against the strength and
Shelter of you.
My tendrils swept within
The hues of your shadow
That sculptured our bodies
In intimate detail.
In my dream you dreamt
I touched you,
Your body arching with
Instinctive desire.
Bodies wanting more, yet
More was not enough.
No words needed in this
Primitive feast.
No games. No rules. No decorum.
We lay tangled spent.
He said, “You smile in your sleep.”
Startled I pondered if he knew
Of the dream I dreamt of you.
I turned away and
Stared into Dawn.
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About Paula Dawn: A combination of talent drawn form a vivid imagination and the motto, "Always Be in the Process of Becoming and Never Just Being," is how I try to live everyday. Inspired by a mother/artist and a father/photographer and a home/studio; one could say I know not of life without some form of art although I have not always been an active participant. Recently the metamorphosis from viewer to creator unleashed endless possibilities as each day brings forth a blank canvas to be drawn upon...whether it is to be photograph, a collage, a poem or a sketch or a piece of multi mediums. The wonder of "it all" is what brings the personal pleasure that allows me to share with others a passing moment of thought or a stroke of color caught in time and space in this collage we call life. |
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