Tag: dreams
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Orb of Maybes
To love and suffer, to suffer another, is embarrassing awfully I wouldn’t permit it normally but I am bit; the romance of Paris Makes my heart Her garret; Her sweet nothings mine parrots Where it leads; the lesson dawns: the tale in telling grows awesomely Awaiting first frost’s thaw, in awe of glassy, classy, crystalline…
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Beddybyes
Half a hot chocolate to send me to bed Warm in my tummy as I lay down my head All outside silent, no word from my lip Softly off drifting gone who knows how long Who knows where, without a care Dreaming myself fairer Fairer draws, bolder gambols Bigger balls, longer pauses but Longer applauses.