'Dream Dust'

Dream dust is the longings of our heart’s unrealized desires. 

It is the lover’s lips we never kissed, even though in our dreams we kissed a thousand times. It is the hands we never held, those special ones we never held tight. It is a vacant place within our souls where we stand on the edge of the abyss gazing into the distance.  It is found only in a private personal space only known to ourselves.  It is found in a dwelling place within our minds that only we, know all too well.  It is not necessarily always a happy place, as it is the storehouse for unrequited love.  It is the lover’s we knew and are no longer in our life; it is the hands we held for a moment and lips we kissed which were never ours to really to softly touch.  Dream dust is our most sought-after visions we stored away in lieu of new directions.  It is found only within the locked domicile of our mind where our heart’s expressions have perished for the sake of perhaps life’s greater good.  It is a place where we keep the memories of those eyes that momentarily locked with ours glancing at each other revealing a glimpse of our soul's longings before walking away.  Perhaps we should act on every impulse realizing the urgency of living in this life before it is too late breathing our last breaths, and it is more than our dreams which have turned to dust.