UtopiaA Poem by Acianciara
Eutopos, a place where all may be,
Eutopos, a place of joy and glee, A place where fate has no say, Where the game of life we need not play, A place of dreams, fantasies and yearning, Where fulfillment comes to feelings burning, A place where old wounds cease to bleed, A place where tortured desire is freed, Where passion stokes a furious fire, And love plucks the strings of a aching lyre, Utopos, the place for you and me, Utopos, the place that cannot be © 2015 Acianciara |
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