Poetry

After All This Time

C. D. Anders

The lowest-flying dreams

bounce back off the atmosphere

into the vastness of space,

on course for collision

with everything in the universe.

I try to live in the moment

absent of such fanciful dreams

but I can’t help but smile

when I hold you close–

there’s stardust

in your touch.

Published by C. D. Anders

I'm a pessimistic optimist of sorts. I'm no professional, just a feller writing for fun and occasionally commenting on posts I enjoy. "I'm but a stranger here . . . "

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