I get lost
in that abysm
deep in me
always there
voids from which I can’t escape
disconnecting me

Stillness kills
I must keep moving
lest I sink
to the depths
of a beautiful ocean
that promises peace

I am torn
between dimensions
one of life
one of dreams
and I am a ghost in both
passing in shadow.

I sought her
in dream’s dimension
a large Sun
orange sky
and that deep haunting ocean
promising an end.

There I sat
sands of solitude
on her shore
crestfallen
wondering if I belong
in this aery place.

She approached
not a word was said
telepaths
connected
spirits on a higher plane
only our eyes spoke.

She felt real
so close yet distant
holding back
a ringed hand
“Why are you inside my dream?”
“Loneliness brings me.”

“I miss you.”
Her heart had melted
empathy
yet restrained
and so I watched the ocean
as she evanesced.

There I pine
beneath orange skies
escaping
that abyss
that only her love can fill
enduring in dreams.
.

I wrote this poem in the form of a Spanish Shadorma in nine quintains.