Precious Words I Speak To You, My Brother

Precious Words I Speak To You, My Brother

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

Many days I have see you happy and joyful.

The way you stare into my eyes, they are happy.

But now, they are drooped and dark.

What has happened, my brother?

What is it that you dream about at night?

Do you wake up screaming or covered in sweat with the sheets tangled at your ankles?

I wish to read you my words and thoughts, to make you well again.

I hope they will help you.

Please, just listen to my voice as the words escape my lips.

Please, just listen to them and they shall make you better.

© 2009 I Am Svetlana


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That was very nice,very gentle..
Many days ,seen you happy and joyful..miss the stare in your eyes,so happy
Now all bloom and dark..Do you dream at night..Do you wake up screaming
Wish you read my words and dreams..I call and try make you well again
Listen to my words and voice..I sell dreams,come lets dream together
Lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago



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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI



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