Soaked in love
In life
I woke up
And I whispered to the flowers on the
Balcony
That I took the road of freedom
And the wind kissed my lips
Like no other lover
Music tickled my fragile body
And made love to my scars
Ah what have I missed all those years
Here I am
My feet on the ground
My head in heaven
My feathers in the sky
My soul in the ocean
Oh life what about us
Do I belong to you
Or you to me
Or are we one and the same
Oh Life what kinda mystery are you
Magical yet disturbing
Wondrous yet painful
Addictive yet sorrowful
And then I opened my eyes
It was all
A dream.
- Author: mazen.safadi ( Offline)
- Published: November 13th, 2020 14:05
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 24
Comments1
Life is not a dream it is what we make it and your dream shows you the beauty of your life.
Andy
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