Dreamy Vacation

In the stillness of night, my mind takes flight,

Desire whispers soft, an escapist’s delight.

Running from love, my heart feels the chase,

A candle’s warm glow, vanilla’s embrace.

Cinnamon swirls in the winter's cool air,

Snowflakes, like memories, delicate and rare.

Past traumas linger, shadows that cling,

Honeyed tears fall—each drop, a sting.

I seek a day where change will unfold,

An end to the fears, the stories untold.

The warmth of the candle, a comforting light,

Guides me through darkness—a beacon so bright.

Love’s elusive dance, I struggle to see,

Acceptance feels foreign; it’s hard to be free.

But in this vacation, I dream of release,

To find in my soul a semblance of peace.

Dreamy Vacation | Poem