Recently I am forgetting to take my glasses off
Before dozing
Sleeping
Crashing.
Then the weirdest dreams of him happen.
Kisses.
Smiles.
Love.
What am I so afraid of not seeing?
I fall asleep before I even have time to think.
They're on when I'm awake and not broken, thank God.
But why is it so important to
Keep me seeing?
YOU ARE READING
Poems That I Form
PoetryI ask for no comments, votes, or anything. This is a place I can rant quietly without anyone needing to be a mandated reporter.
