What Dreams May ComeA Poem by Brad Nugent
drifting by inventive sleep
towards that extant universe uncertainty does not exist dilemmas solved by certitude depart,delay, then evanesce black barriers do not persist adjourned to absent Avalon where tantalising hellion all honey-haired and golden-tongued hungers for a happenstance bewitching glances overflowed with ecstasy so well defined it renders affection in epic proportion and shakes aside the blinding veil that was inseminating little dreams enthralling possibilities caressingly conceived to be and nurtured to grow past boundaries all self-imposed to something more than was before when last I opened eyes © 2011 Brad NugentReviews
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