stay with me

stay with me –

these dreams are real.

a fucking heavy presents breathes a past that haunts

and scares away any promising future.

oh – there you are;

stay with me.

i felt your touch once before

perhaps while the midnight moon

came and sought the waves coming ashore.

 moonshine gulped up the plea;

didn’t you see?,

the sunrise engulfed any reason

and yet i am still left alone

to give you my all..

c. 2016 bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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