Monday, June 1, 2009

Return to the Hill

I dreamed of you
again
last night.
It was so good,
I never wanted to wake up.

Yet here I am.

Last night we visited
a place of memories
of you and I.

I shouldn't have gone.

I couldn't even enjoy the moment,
and the pain it caused
has me reeling.

Once upon a time,
we fell in love on
that Hill.
It was a beautiful night,
and many poems came from it.

Do you remember how
far away
from us the world felt?
I still recall the
look in your eyes
in the moonlight.

Last night was a
little too much.
I was ripped open
again.

OUCH.

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