Dreams For UsA Poem by Eli Lane
Our night time world.
Guitar songs that sound like velvet. They sing about long roads. Freedom. The way back home. I look at you and know, you're such a man now. I see front porch nights with you. Midnight, summer rovings with our friends. I see passion in your fingers. Babies in your eyes. © 2014 Eli LaneReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 12, 2014 Last Updated on January 12, 2014 Tags: young love, dreamers, bohemia, the future AuthorEli LaneTNAboutJust like any woman; we weave our stories out of our bodies. Some of us through our children, or our art; some do it just by living. It's all the same. - flb I am a twenty two year old who i.. more..Writing
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