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Click hereIn dreams,
The sea carries me far
Across miles and miles
To places and faces never seen
In waking hours.
In dreams,
The sailboat carries me
To uncharted places
Yet to be discovered,
To unknown people
Yet to be understood
Never to be encountered
In waking hours.
In dreams,
The road before me disappears
Over a distant hill,
Into a beautiful valley
Of narcissus, tulips, and poppies,
As far as the eye can see,
With a fragrance so intense
As to never be perceived
In waking hours.
In dreams,
The woman before me smiles
Takes my hand in hers
Wipes away my tears,
Scatters away my fears,
Brings me back to life
But even then not like the one
In waking hours.
so tranquil. this actually reads like a dream sequence you might see in film. i like that this poem makes me visualize what you see through your eyes.
has been recommended in the New Poems review thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!