Reality bitesA Poem by SleeplessVolcano
Her soft words
Used to wake me up each morning At lunch she'd written me a poem To ease my heavy heart It filled my soul with dizzying helium And my words soared into hers After dinner she fell silent I caught up with her in dreamland Where we happily imagined Those cobbled-stone walks in Tuscany - Hand in hand, smile in smile, Wishing, hoping, grabbing, dreaming For a love stolen from us by Reality. © 2016 SleeplessVolcanoReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 21, 2016 Last Updated on December 21, 2016 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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