I dream of mountains and lilies,
Roses and daisies.
I dream of stars falling, catching fire to the trees.
Some say that's a disaster,
I see beauty in the flames,
They wouldn't burn up, but burn for eternity.
And the mountains would flow with rivers
And they would overflow, draping the mountains in waterfalls.
Time wouldn't have a meaning,
The sky would be frozen,
With orange and pink colors flying
And purple rising.
And my eyes would keep finding a familiar face,
Souls would sing words of beauty.
And it's all the wonder of dreaming with open eyes.
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Comments3
A lovely poem of romantic images. Nicely worded and good flow. Well done
Thank you
Most welcome
Sounds like heaven!
Yes!
Simply stunning!
Thank you!
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