Sleeping Hopes

ABCs and 123s, phrases are made and seconds counted.
Camera clicks and selfie sticks;
Moments are captured and time is seized;
but my beating heart, fluttering tummy and fuzzy heart still remain.
I can hardly deny how you make me feel;
but to confess my obsession is to give in to delusion.
So I’ll let sleeping hopes lie and not rouse their desire

-2017