I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Whispers in Dreams


When i would laugh and see your smile,

I could then believe I knew what might be real

When I would try to say hello again afterward,

I felt a certain disconnect that gave me fear,

When I would look so closely at who you were,

I remember then thinking this is far too good

for me.

When now I think about where you are today,

I can only imagine what I do recall then,

When I try to imagine our world was romantic,

I have to remind myself of the woes in the air,

When that summer afternoon, we walked the field

I do quite easily realize when it was you hadn’t looked

for me.

While time moves on we hold to what is dear in mind,

when in reality our worlds are far in a divide

While I create the persona of you I once did feel

I know now I must only imagine that is to be a dream

While I ponder the disconnect I have felt in losing you,

I do still hold onto your teachings, you could see love

in me.

I do often throughout my nights when resting weary mind

wonder aloud if those could be your whispers in my dreams.


* photo found on Deviant Art

2 responses

  1. I really like this. And I really hate feelings of disconnect. Well done.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 22, 2017 at 1:36 pm

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