Me

Wish you loved me just as an idea,

Such that I existed in Vaccum

My faults didn’t matter

Life’s Sommersaults didn’t matter

                                Love flowed from heart not mind

                                Failure  only  a phase,

                               And not my name.

Sins were to be forgiven not reparated

Tolerance was in abundance

And anger just a word

                                 Emotions were felt not expressed 

                                 Silence was audible

                                 And shrieks  silent

Words were few

But meanings profound

And explanations were unheard

                                  Feels like a dream that touched me

                                  Reminding me of you

                                  But dreams are frothy  

                                 And reality concrete.