Waltz of feathersA Poem by Ana B.Come lie down On my planet of feathers In my perfect town Of lavender pleasures…
Where my heart eats only raspberry wishes Planted on the gold whispered fields Served in ebony dishes That have walked the augury hills…
There, at the top of the tallest tree The Masters harvest the recipe of love… A magic blend of the alchemy’s tea And some dust from the stars above…
Some drinkers of this concoction die Others dance… Others aren’t willing to try And give it a chance…
So what can a lone heart do When souls walk in tribes… Searching for a shinny proof In a city with no lights?
And if you don’t have the answer Knock on my planet’s gate - My unintentional, feathery dancer For the wind of fate.
© 2015 Ana B.Author's NoteReviews
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