with eyes wide shut i see you clearly, traipsing on a wisp calling me.
i do, i follow you into a land of fairies with song, and joy, and rainbows.
but its not real. t’is not my world. it's really only imagination.
beautiful creature winged, light, a sightly delight opened my eyes.
in the midst of the darkest night with eyes closed wide i now can see……
and be me.
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
we are in the middle of a thunderstorm it's 5.30 a.m. and was thinking of the clean washed streets and smell of fresh air expected in the morning. Enjoy. xx hugs virgosign
Comments (5)
Lovely, lovely poem!
Thank you!