Sunday, June 10, 2007

poetry sunday

October 8, 1997

and drowsy
wishing for that
half sleep
I wait for what will come
to take me home
or take me away
as I know
the two hours
I slumbered last night
in someone else's arms
were not enough
and can never replace
the hours I could have spent
wrapped in my sheets
like mythology in my own world
never knowing who I am
or caring
because there I can fly

5 comments:

flutter said...

I love this!! It's very floaty and beautiful, really really gorgeous

mielikki said...

Cami, thats beautiful. I am an official fan of poetry sundays

Lindyloo said...

love it! Yay for poetry sundays!!

Mr. Fabulous said...

You can fly in your dreams? I have to take the train.

CamiKaos said...

flutter, ll, m: Thank you

mr. fabulous: I once had a dream about a flying train... but that is neither here nor there.