Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Poem: Dream and Wish

mood: balanced

doing: drinking coffee

I had a very pleasant lunchbreak with Gregory. We've been at the Italian restaurant around the corner. It was good being out of the hospital for some minutes. I enjoyed the Lasagne there and Gregory had some Tortellini a la panna.

Although he had read my entry about the meeting he wanted to know every little detail about it. So I just told him.
On our way back he asked me what Edward might have meant with 'nearly being stupid' ... I dunno. I just know that he bent over to me and looked into my face and the straightened up again. It was a bit odd ... but he behaved a bit odd in that night. I think he might have missed Fayt very much!

When we talk about missing a person very much ... I've found this poem I've written quite a while ago:

I can feel you,
I can hear you,
Although you are not around.

Is it real?
Am I dreaming?
Was this really your voice in my head?

You can touch me,
You can kiss me.
Is it really you being with me?

So many questions are spinning around in my head,
so many thoughts are teasing me while I am laying in my bed.

Was it true? Was it real?
Do I really believe what I feel?

No one around, no sign of you.
Just a dream a fantasy – or simply so true?

The time will show what really is
and ‘till then it is just God who knows that it is just like this!

So let us close our eyes and open our hearts to pray:
Please, my sweetest dream and wish, don’t go away!

Perhaps you like it. I think I am having another cup of coffee now or I will ask Gregory if we can leave in time.


Anonymous said...

Oh, I like it!
And I prefer leaving in time.

Dr. James Wilson said...

I am currently writing another poem. Just had to - I was thinking of you.

Anonymous said...

You are so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!

Dr. James Wilson said...

Sweet? Only because of the honey, dear!

Anonymous said...

Honey is empty...