Stepping into a mystical land;
Where time to your desire bids,
Slipping away are you from my hand.
To step behind you in your dreams,
To hold you close to me forever;
Is all I can wish for in reams,
As you float in other worlds afar.
Wait I must for the dreams to end,
Safely to our world when you return;
The eyelids open in pure content,
As the hand slips into mine, so certain!
1 Kommentar:
only poems ? No write ups .... ?
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