Yesterday MaybeA Poem by Cheavel DeLunaHorses in my dreams. Like waves. Like the sea. Marigold in novels, of unspoken questions. Speak to me heavenly. For I have lost my way. Open my eyes, and let me see orange skies. Rivers run through valleys. Like tears. Like a dead man. Let me hear the voices. For I know that they are there, and they must be revealed, if I’ll ever understand. Fish cloud my oceans. Like fog. Like December. I’m searching for a place. So secluded, so invisible, that it never could be found. By the highest of the people. Lights behind my eyes. Like aurora. Borealis. Voices in my head. Direct me through the grape vines. I don’t know where I’m going. But I know I’ll find you there. © 2010 Cheavel DeLunaReviews
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StatsAuthorCheavel DeLunaPAAboutI'm a human. Mostly. I'm am aspiring starving artist. Everything on here is copyrighted. To me. Unless otherwise stated that is.. Salty? Enjoy! more..Writing
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