Dreamer

Nostalgic smells and familiar romps
Childish laughter and puddle stomps
Jelly jar eyes and a sleepy sunset simper;
Rest your weary, weary freckled head.

Lightbulb chains and canaries calling
Celebration dances for rain that's falling
Wispy blue skies above a whisted whimper;
The best known words are those left unsaid.

An open door and flowing barren sheets
Kitchen drawers and honey suckled beets
My pulsating heart has gone to a listless limper;
Stumbling over to an empty bed.

Simply memories now, call me a dreamer
but in your glare; repulsed but remaining soothing
I swear to all that is holy, warm and moving;

I still see her.