~ The Dream ~
I had a dream last night
we were laughing, having fun
a glimpse of what we could have had
if we had just begun
I could hear your laughter
which in truth, I hadn’t heard before
for that one day wasn’t near enough
for us truly to explore
perhaps you thought I’d be different
or I was too awkward and unsure
that what I thought we had, on paper,
was a realness that would endure
now the only realness I possess
are the ways your absence has amassed
acute silence in every corner
the first time I saw you was the last
when the levee breaks
and profound sadness spills
there is nothing I understand
the distant laughter stills
I try to hold onto your smile
but you left me nothing to redeem
it was a fleeting moment
and it was just a dream.
© Dahlia Ramone: April 11, 2020
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This was written for Blogophilia Topic: When the Levee Breaks
Dahlia Ramone 
Expectations cannot be throttled,
short of shutting them down.
Once put on the flow of a pipeline,
they will only run aground.
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I try so hard not to expect anything. It’s only lead to disappointment.
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Well written and so very bittersweet.
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Thanks, Christine xo
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Oh my! Feeling the profound sadness here…. and it was just a dream. 5 points, Earthling!
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It was a lovely dream. The reality, though, now that is something else
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Nicely done, Dollface!
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Thanks, dollface 🙂
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So much pain – more of a nightmare than a dream
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The dream is always fleeting. Perhaps what makes them nightmares is that they are so sweet and fleeting?
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Lovely….
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Thank you 🙂
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