Only remembering things that have not yet happened <br /> <br />I nail the dream of you <br />to the back of my mind <br /> <br />until the memory of you <br />bleeds & bleeds & <br /> <br />pleads with me <br />to un-dream you. <br /> <br />Your kiss is a shadow <br />tortured with sunlight. <br /> <br />Your touch is a page torn out & thrown away. <br /> <br />Your absence is a hate <br />I create & re-create <br /> <br />to torment a mind <br /> <br />that only remembers things that can never happen.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tortured-sunlight/
