The Sweet Sound of DreamingA Poem by insanityI feel this one needs a little bit more work to unify the entire thing together but I like it thus far.
Waiting for the sun to come into view Down on love street where I met you Under those peculiar harvest moons They play those wicked jazz tunes For all the passing fools in the rain Walking down to catch the next train Missing all that the world has to see Like the beauty standing next to me I'll take her some place far from here Where there are no more fools to fear
There is no more beautiful thing Than to hear the sound of spring Only in dreams is this surpassed As my thoughts slowly amassed They crafted you into this song One night you began to sing along Now there's nothing else I dream of You sparkled like the down of a dove As you danced on a moonlit beach Happily, out of every fool's reach
A wind sweeps through my mind A symphony of a different kind Reaches deep into my cerebellum As a nearby bird begins to hum A chorus of angels joins along To bring to life a beautiful song Sweet melodies, caress my ears Raindrops begin to fall like tears Under the gray sky's infinite tent The stage set for a magical event
Tiny footprints in the passing sands Walk together as we join our hands The waves crash on the beach nearby Gulls cry overhead, as they deftly fly Critters squeak as they scamper 'round Your sweet voice completes the sound Of nature's most elegant work of art On the vibrating strings of my heart The final notes begin to softly play The symphony, my dream, slips away
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Added on December 2, 2009Last Updated on December 2, 2009 |