"I Want to Close my Eyes..."
I want to close my eyes
Breathe in slowly
and feel the cool air seep into my body,
lift my mind higher, let me escape.
I want to dive quickly to a close stop
while I melt to become part of the thick,
smooth, warm colored comfort I long.
I want to travel back into my past and
soak in all the detail my mind tells me never
existed but I somehow know I should miss.
I want my memories to soak them in &
explode with a radiant glow, as does
old, dry wood when just touched with oil.
I want to smell a scent so saturated with familiarity,
it pulls me through a hidden door.
I want the musky, yellowly dim hallway
to not lose me in my own memories, but
lead me to the threshold which opens to
what can only be a dream-like surreality
so that I might covet a time,
then taken for granted.