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What matters wirhin a dream (poetry)
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What matters wirhin a dream (poetry) Once upon a dream I remember her face, remember her grace and hair so Brown it flowed like a river in my mind. Her lips could speak a thousand meanings without a word and brown eyes that pierced my very soul. I remember her walking amongst the green grasses and the hare as I kept trying to steal the hands of time to stay with her for another cup of tea. She was beautiful in her blue dress that sparkled like the deep blue sea she wore proudly to her big moment with her voice. When she laughed she reminded me of the<b> twins </font></b>who argued and played like in the Forrest. I remember being lost until she came along and danced in my head upon the dragons fire as the queen was jealous of confidence and flare. I remember her not as a dream but as who she was the first time I asked for something sweet and was given a taste of her chocolate with a nibble stolen from it making me laugh bringing me. back home. She was my desire that raged within me wanting and awaiting to escape the Walls I had built brick by brick not letting anyone in to elude the pain. She was flooded by the waters of regret that kept flowing from an emotion another had created drowning her but bring me closer to her and my heart began to become hers trapped inside the looking glass for a lifetime. I reached within her branches hoping to give something lost to be found through my love for her undying even to this day. But alas I am still within the dark and only my memories remain inside the rain stored in storm clouds behind my eyes. It was my dream and my curse for she didn't believe not hold it as dear as I and now old and grey heartbroken in the falling leaves that died from the tree that was seen so fruitful back in time. I remember and tip my hat to what love burns for her forever in me.... *HYPNO* 8/12/2015 |
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