[untitled]A Poem by John StussyJust having a little fun hehe
“Dream sweet,” she’d said As we said our goodnights But I’m not sure if she knew My dream was too far away, And with my dream that distant Sleep was meaningless to me. So I laid there and pondered All that is my vision. My dream… she rests peacefully While I reminisce on tonight, The way it felt being so close, Her eyes examining and capturing Every fiber of my being. I was, I must admit, Satisfyingly lost with her As the music swirled about our souls. © 2008 John StussyFeatured Review
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Added on September 3, 2008AuthorJohn StussyAZAboutCook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..Writing
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