BlueberryA Poem by Kaela CravenDedicated to my love.
When I dream I dream in faces. Balancing forgiveness On a scale of hope and always.
When I dream I dream in places So unlike the ones I know now So much like the ones I want to.
When I dream I dream in Blueberry pupils Dilated to Uneven heartbeat I hear through my sleep.
Lying next to me Is one of my dreams.
© 2009 Kaela CravenFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on January 19, 2009 Last Updated on January 19, 2009 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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