“An ugly dream is still a dream
Supposed to make you stronger.”
***
You left today, and words don’t seem
To suit me any longer.
You didn’t say a thing, just stared
Through mists of salty dew –
My lips were sealed, my pupils glared.
Our silence, soaked in blue,
Was much too hard to break in shards
By wills too stiff to bend.
***
“When living in a house of cards
The wind is not your friend.”
***
One month ago you turned your back
And walked outside this door –
I redefined my white and black
And started to explore
The luring shades of gray behind
The silence of the walls.
My nights were sleepless, long and blind,
My days were empty calls.
***
“Beware the sand – it’s not the same
To be time’s slave or master.”
***
One year already…can you blame
The heart for beating faster?
Today I saw the sun again
Despite the cloudy veils,
While tender drops of falling rain
Erased the salty trails
Upon my face. A glowing beam
Then kissed me, slightly longer.
***
“An ugly dream is just a dream
Supposed to make you stronger.”
© 2015, poem, Liliana Negoi, All rights reserved
The BeZine 
This is beautiful, Liliana, but it makes me worry about you. I hope all is well.
Warmly,
Jamie
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Full of emotion and very well-wrought. I, too, hope that it’s simply a brilliant piece of poetry and not a subtle call for help. *Hugs*
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