Dreams XVII
dancing through my dreams
a zephyr whispers by the window
silky curtains lightly tremble
as this air puts on a show
and from my bed at 3:00 am
this image enters as it leaves
born out of a sleeping body
and a mind in quiet ease
fairies sprinkle coloured glitter
from magic wands into my eyes
while new stories come and go
never telling any lies
candle's flame melts walls and ceilings
as the room begins to spin
there's no end to all the fantasy
in this dreamy state I'm in
Poetry by Eli

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Written on 2009-11-20 at 04:08




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