Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Dreams

rain falls like
streams of our
subconscious
in a dream.

she was no
small dream
but she has faded
like a song.

paint your
dream town
red.

everything is
just a dream.

fall inside your
rabbit hole and
dream of cabbages
and kings.

scream my name -
make love like it’s
your dream because
it’s my dream too.

sweat and breathe
emotions as our
dreams connect

we will connect
and move like tides
of some forgotten shore
where dreams exist
in layers like the sand
and we can live forever.

©Ben Ditmars 2014

11 comments:

  1. Some deep romanticism and sensuality here. Seems as if this was written by a man deeply in love, Ben. To be in love is to be in a waking dream.

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  2. ha. it my dream too...love the moving like tides on forgotten shores...and feels like overwelming longing...as if meeting again after a long time...

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    1. It's a good dream ;-)

      Interesting interpretation. Overwhelming longing and the desire to connect.

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  3. ohhhh its a rainy Friday and that fit perfectly! love dreamy, dreary days. I love the soft side of Ben...

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  4. I have missed you! That was beautiful.

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