Does he dream of me?

Does he dream of me?

I wish I was in his eyes,
the unknown color of his world,
to see what can make him think
of summer, when the night is gray.

I wish I was the perfect line,
shaping his lips, to hear if
his voice will spread
enchanting fragrance.

I wish I was the velvet
covering his hands,
to discover what will be if
his finest touch and
a lonely rose get to dance.

I wish I could figure out,
why his soul is sculptured
out of darkness, why his
vision in a mirror brings
so many delusions?

Why his silence conquers me,
when I see the demons in his world,
the dragons that rule his existence?

I wish I could be the blood
pulsing in his veins, to be on my way
to his heart and in between
adrenaline and sweet pressure,

to find out, if I could only find out …
Does the mystery in him
think of me? Does the secret
in him ever dream of love?

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Someone like you” by Martin Stranka on deviantart.com

© 2011  Broken Sparkles


20 Responses to “Does he dream of me?”

  1. Becca Givens Says:

    Oooh, I like it … I have been there before … still wish I had the answer … even after all of these years! :-)

  2. deadpoet88 Says:

    Oh I wish I wish! Lovely poem…and I hope such wishes come true!

  3. Jessica Says:

    Now who is this mystery man in your life, Blaga??
    I like the poem very much, very passionate and longing for.
    Being the blood in his veins? You can’t get any closer than that!
    Thanks for visiting me earlier.

  4. Eric Says:

    I’m sure he does.

  5. eclipseofthemoon Says:

    ….I wish I was the velvet covering his hands….so lovely and stunning, beautifully written, a lot of gorgeous metaphores…I enjoyed every word

  6. bendedspoon Says:

    Who is this man Blaga? I want to check his veins and and see you there! This is so lovely makes me giggly :)

  7. clariice Says:

    Lovely sweet poem – echoing the thoughts of the fairer sex:)

  8. Jingle Says:

    very poetic and romantic sentiments.

    thanks for sharing…

    A++
    :)

  9. Jamie Dedes Says:

    Very good. I love it. Evokes a lot of visions and feelings and wonderment. Well done.

    Happy day … :-) Thanks for your email. Hugs!

  10. tasithoughts Says:

    I love this…Ah. I have been there with this question before. Wonderfully written, Blaga.

    JP

    http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2011/04/11/sioux-falls-sparkles/

  11. ladynimue Says:

    Many Nights I have wondered the same ,,
    and often left him crying in pain ..

  12. lunawitch15 Says:

    Darn that was powerfully touching!

    Luna

    http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/

  13. dragonkatet Says:

    Wow! Why is it we are always so attracted to the dark ones and the bad boys? We *know* that they’re trouble, and yet crave it, nonetheless. I think there must be a part of us which insists that they just need the right “angel” (us, of course) and then they’ll become what we know they *can* be…instead of accepting what they *are* and recognizing them as dangerous…wonderful piece, Blaga!

  14. irisdeurmyer Says:

    I wish I was the velvet covering his hands. wow
    So many good lines with such great imagery. !!!!

    Iris

  15. Umamaheswari A Says:

    I wish I could figure out,
    why his soul is sculptured
    out of darkness, why his
    vision in a mirror brings
    so many delusions?

    Interesting Input.Well written!

  16. dunstancarter Says:

    Deep questioning poem. Thanks for sharing.

  17. BUTTERFLIES OF TIME Says:

    such lovely imagery Blaga, your muse is dancing with love.
    “to discover what will be if
    his finest touch and
    a lonely rose get to dance.
    ‘”discover that………..would love to read about it.

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  19. Cherlyn Says:

    I adore this! I especially love the lines: “I wish I could be the blood pulsing in his veins, to be on my way to his heart and in between adrenaline and sweet pressure”. I hate that feeling though, wanting to know if someone thinks of me the way I think of them. Great job expressing that emotion – I can never seem to find the words!


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