Horde
Horde
The dreams that invade my sleep these days are always en masse.
Some frightening; some lovely; some sad, but always vast.
I’ve lived entire lives, you see, in worlds lost to memory’s sieve-
Reality tells me, they are only dreams, but my mind tells me, they lived.
I know their names and how we met, I could describe to you their features.
I’ll you the moment doubt arose if it was even a dream, I just can’t find the pictures!
I’ve lived and loved and buried my loves only to wake in grief
To find only a single night has passed, this brings me no relief.
Their voices I hear, on whispered winds, like a siren’s haunting notes.
They call to me, “Return, My Love!” As if by slumber I am invoked.
KTupua
December 2023