La Reve by Robert M. Novick

i wait at la reve,
in the darkened dreamscape,

I wait for your flight
to float you to me once more,

i watched your shadow against the wall

and saw the stories of infinite love cast,

 i wait at la reve,
for the sound of your voice,

the scent of your skin,

your rhythm so precise and vital,

i scan the edges of all my dreams,
for a glimpse of your haunting beauty,
the leaves silently sink through the air
through the damp crispness,
i hear the echoes
from the longing in your eyes,

the trees twist through twilight,

the wind breathes once more,


i wait at la reve,

and search the images,

there is an imprint upon my soul,
a burning in my heart,
light through dark,
and all is revealed,


i wait at la reve,

to say everything with a subtle glance,

a caress, a smile, and silence

 i wait

at la reve

all clumsy and stuttered,

picking through twigs

to find words to send,

the hollow wind washes me,



the moon settles

and then there are stars.

Goodnight