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There’s a dream that you let fly away… a thousand nights ago,
Seems lonely at the waters edge, but damn I’ve gotta know.
I walked a dare … I dreamt you there, it seems it’s all too soon.
The moon it pulls, I cave, I swoon. I dance, while lovers cry.
The view, it fades. The hunger, aches… as whispers all go by.
Take the need, address your greed, and give to me my dues.
I am the one that haunts the night, and stirs inside of you.
Filled with pining and unfulfillable longing. Nicely done!
Thanks Phil
Your talents transcend many genres, Jeanna. This is haunting and filled with aching emotions.
Thanks Lorna, I’ve definitely been in a daze lately. I am really ready to snap out of it!
whimsical and beautiful. Haunting even. I’ve read it more than once and it just gets better
*blush* the fact that you’ve read it more than once makes me happy dance!!
Lovely Flow.
Quite nice. X
Thank you
Man the picture this poem paints is erie almost. I love it, very awesome Jeanna.