Love can never be

The light flows in throw his curtens, shunning every dark shadow from it's place. He is still sleep dreaming of an angel, her skin was blue hinting light green. Her hair, red with feathers, and eagles, her ears are wings. She's surrounded by birds and fairys, butterfly's and flowers. 

               She extends her hand to him, he gives it to her. He imagened that bubbls floated out of her mouth when she talked, and so it did. She smiles at him pulling him closer to her but not to close, making it harder for him to give her a kiss. She starts to fade in and out, he can't feel her touch anymore. She says she'll be back tomarrow and she dissapers. He wakes up seeing a feather land on his stomach. The bules and greens draw every inche of him inside it, he trys to remeber what he dreamt about but memorie by memorie the dream slipps by him like water slids over his skin....

Reviews

[Owlgirl]

Great job! The image is gorgeous, just like the writing. Wonderful expression and and excellent story!

[BorealPoet]

Loved it! Good work!

[Rachie B]

A few spelling mistakes, but overall a very good poem! I enjoyed reading it and the imagery is simply beautiful. Very well done :)

[Monica]

I absolutely love the imagery! It's well written and great to read.
There are a few spelling errors, but it didn't take away from the poem. I really like it!! Great Job! :)