Dreams

   Still dreaming, I am. 

Still in the dawn of the sun, looking over the horizon,

   Always at the rim, ready to tumble down.

For someone to come, and catch you while you drop..

   Tell the clouds to send kisses, and by night, it will rain. 

Tell the sun to shine, and by morning it will light.

   Like a match in a forest, it spreads without notice, 

but in the clear of day, it will spring into desire.

   Desire to love, hold, and be.

Broken hearts resemble pieces of mirrored glass.

   Once made in a smooth, and glorifying beauty;

then fragile, and tempting sins, will bring it's last.

   Make it snow, so the heavens can send kisses.

Let the wind blow, and revive the messages.

   The love letters, written by the heart;

turn into wicked words, that ruin our thoughts.

   The magic that skips around, and makes a song.

A sad love story, and a tragic once beloved.

   Chapters of dark scribbles, and unknown words.

Starts off with pink lovely hearts,

   but ends with knives that lock apart. 

Look at the stars, they will tell you.

   Of the hopeful boy and girl,

who believed in fantasies..

Author's Note

Hope you liked it!

Reviews

[mi-chan]

this was really beautiful! i loved the flow and descriptions, especially:

"Tell the clouds to send kisses, and by night, it will rain.
Tell the sun to shine, and by morning it will light.
Like a match in a forest, it spreads without notice,
but in the clear of day, it will spring into desire.
Desire to love, hold, and be."

Really well done =)

[Mashairi]

this is a beautiful piece :) you're an excellent writer

[Evan Kleve]

Fantastic imagery, and a lovely message. Well done again, Twinkle.

[hopelove]

i love it it reminds me of a song i know

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I loved it, a fierce and emotional run, bright and caring, clearly flowed with a basis in understanding, well done, good read.