the foggy dream of comfort..A Poem by marilyn 1225casper the friendly ghost or the man who walks on the moors the doctor, the kidder or just the neighbor in my dreams my imaginary and not so imaginary friend
you are my realistic fantasy
in my deepest darkest despair ill and hardly breathing you are right behind me you are the reader of my poems the listener when i raise my hand or talk to myself. you are the comic to make sure we do not take ourselves so serously nah it 's nothing much just a duel with a kitchen tool you keep quiet i do not see you but still i feel you in my deepest dream of intensity and dark and radiant funny and tragic life at night morning or mourning m sturner
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7 Reviews Added on May 1, 2018 Last Updated on May 1, 2018 Authormarilyn 1225Aboutwas a teacher for years, love books, love art work and swimming I live in NJersey and write free style poems not always with rhyme my friend Dara recommended this site more..Writing
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