IN MY SLEEP I AM ROMEO
Today I saw someone, eyes I wanted to give the world, hands I wanted to help grasp everything they wanted.
There’s a terrible feeling that comes with knowing only the red parts of one’s tomorrow, in knowing that her tomorrow doesn’t include me.
Which is why I believe so much in today because I can see the day ends with a moonlight smile
I hold on to pieces of me I want to let go of.
Son, there’s a vulnerability that comes with loving. It’s like holding on to a log of wood in the expanse of an ocean…
But her eyes are brownish black which means there is some part of this I do not see right
She walks towards me. I fall again.
Poem © Okolo Chinua
Image by Cdd20 from Pixabay (modified)