David Harris

Silver Star - 4,483 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Early Works - Our Love (The Dreams) Part 2 - Poem by David Harris

Throughout all creation
lovers have dabbled in the past
never really knowing
what they are looking for
or are likely to find,
I like all the rest
have never found peace,
which should come with sleep.
Even in a dream world
I search and search
for an empty promise
that was never kept
and never will be.

For I am a dreamer
and dreamers never find
the true love that awaits them
at the end of a dream.
My life is wasted
dreaming of improbable causes
that never bud and blooms
like the flowers in spring and summer.
I’m hurt every time I fall
only because a fool like me
never really deserves love
that could make me free of endless dreams.

After my fruitless searches,
I find a true love,
yet cannot fall
in case she hurts me.
For one more scar
cut into my heart
would surely end my life.
So near the womb of love
I must linger
but never enter
for upon entering and falling
I would surely lose all
and losing all is the dread I fear.


15 August 1968


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