Dream Three

Opus 1934

Dream Three

She waves from
under yellow shade.
Canopy conceals her smile
to all but
me.

She aches to
throw herself at life,
still constricted by parents
ancient dream
box.

They let her
go, but drew her back;
dream to reality
will be a
trick.

Here’s how it
goes: visit her, love
her, vow this is the last swim.
Submerged tongue
kiss.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2009. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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