Dreaming

Just a poem... : )

Fly away with me,

go down to touch the sea.

The waves brush my fingers,

as the wind hugs my toes.

More free than ever before,

I let go of my stressful reality.

The clouds cuddle my every curve,

like ripped, worn-in jeans.

The sky takes me into it's arms,

like mother would every night.

The birds sing me my lullaby,

to soothe the anxious noises still in my head.

My soul drifts off to distant places,

far, far from my bed. 

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

aha! so this is your first work here hmmm.... sounds beautiful like a happy and sweet dream... im feeling like in my dreams lying in my grandma's lap and hearing the fairy tales without having the pressure of this world.... beautiful.... full ratings....

[Annie Nicole]

Thanks so much!

[Inject Positivity]

always welcome....

[Jess]

Sensational yet sweet!
Keep up the good work

[A hare off]

Quite soft and simply beautiful work on this dream-like poem.

[Annie Nicole]

Thank you : )