HOMECOMING

All it takes 
Is a gossamer touch 
Of misty thoughts
And the carefully built house
Of illusory cards
Just falls apart
I watch 
The smirking memories, 
Each one of them, 
Just dust their overall 
And walk haughtily 
Out of the mental rubble 
As if to say..... “We'll help ourselves 
To random bits of your sanity 
No trouble at all!” 
And off they go 
Weaving in and out 
Of my stupefied heart 
While I stand, motionless 
Caught between despair 
And mirth..... 
Nothing has changed 
All those goblins and elves 
Lying hidden, under the carpet 
Still stand tall 
I smile 
And let myself be swamped 
By laughter and tears 
These dreams.....they'll never let go 
And I wonder, 
What life has, yet, in store..... 
But right now, all I know is 
That I miss you so! 

MS