Poetry

Infinite Oblivion

When my moonlit dreams
were filled with you,
I felt complete, infinite,
and I never wanted to wake up.

© Sarah Doughty’s
The Silence Between Moonbeams

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30 thoughts on “Infinite Oblivion”

  1. love the conscious belief in the subconscious in this peace, and the subtle imploring for him/her to fulfill what he/she dreamt about him/her. like telling a guy/girl ‘I dreamt we were kissing,’ his/her reaction will tell you if they want that to be reality. brilliant, Sarah.

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  2. I’ve been there. I’ve also tried to return again and again to the dreaming, eventually attenuating that connection until nothing is left out of a need for that very human feeling of place and welcome.

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