Dreams
With a sigh, I succumb to deep silence
let my feelings afloat, through my ocean of thunders
then let go of my conscious, and yield to the dark
oh so slowly I drift, to the land of pure wonders.
It is warm, and you’re laughing,
and we’re making our way
through cotton-rain showers
and puddles of stars
and I’m holding your hand, embracing your laughter
you’re wiping my tears, caressing my scars.
It’s so easy- how we can live our own hopes
and touch our dreams, taste life as if
it’s a dish that we share;
and wherever we look
there’s sunshine and pleasure, rivers and woods
and green everywhere.
And I’m holding your hand, hugging you close,
then I kiss you with passion, “Forever!” (I pray),
my conscious awakes
and with a first morning light,
what’s is left of that dream
is my first smile of the day…
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The King Cobra: | Woensdag, oktober 05, 2005 23:43 |
| hier kan ik enkel met een dicht op reageren hoewel ik al tijden niet meer heb geschreven .... hoop dat het waardig zal worden ....dit wat je hier neer hebt gezet .... in 1 woord prachtig geschreven x matt | |
| space-monkey: | Maandag, september 26, 2005 16:52 |
| mooi engels, groetjes... | |
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| Auteur: Nefertete | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 september 2005 | ||
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