For Those Who Dream…of Love…one ALL their Own

“Those who dream are held prisoner by the very thing they create…”~ Cara-Marie

Do you ever
Do you ever stop
To think
To give me credit?
All those hopes I had gifted to you-
Dashed in return at my feet
Now a sticky substance forcing me to stand my ground.
I swoon in place
My emotions betray me yet again
…With every sliver of hope
I decipher in the looks you shoot me
Who was it
Who told me
That these chains around my feet
Were made of love and not lead?
In any case
You hold the keys to me release
And I hear the clinking sound they make

And I see them dangling on your hip
Every time you walk away
And then return
Only to find me
In the same spot

Where you left me
I was born a dreamer
Predisposed to hope on the smallest inkling of faith
Taking potential and instantly transforming it into the reality I choose to live and dream in…
So then
Knowing you have the upper hand
Why cause me to hope on the fluff you feed me?
Why be my supplier?
Manufacturing the materials I need to build my castles in the sky
Castles I can’t live in

Castles you wouldn’t live in with me

Even if they could hold our weight


You could put me out of business
You could release me to love others the way

I’ve grown

and grown and


to love you
You say you’re not selfish
You say the feeling’s mutual
But that’s hard to believe when I’m hooked to a 5ft line
All the while it seems
You run the opposite direction to infinity and beyond
Anytime I start reeling you in
Always within arms length for you
And almost always out of sight for me
In your absence
I tell myself my passion will melt away in its own time
That the padlock will open and give way to a new freedom in which you don’t exist
But then you return
You always return
I’m not sure when always will end
But I don’t live in fear of it
I wait
For those dazzling rare moments

You’re right in front of me
You’re breath falls on my skin
And we’re so close I can almost feel your heart beating inside of me
I choose to believe that one day you’ll feel what I feel
And you won’t run away
And you’ll loose my chains only to take my hand and walk with me into the skyline

Where earth & sky kiss
And heaven meets earth
There to spend eternity
In a world created by love
The kind of love I’ve dreamed of

And like birds we could fly to the ends of the earth
Bringing with us gifts of love that spark hope in all other people
Telling stories that cause young dreamers to hope that one day they can be set free to live in the reality of love

That they are so often held captive in

Because they choose to dream.


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