Restless Soma

Old World (public) => Poems => Topic started by: mayflow on June 24, 2007, 07:21:50 AM

Title: She's made of my Dreams
Post by: mayflow on June 24, 2007, 07:21:50 AM
A love royale
I  want to be in love
with everybody
with everything

So that is nice of
me, right?
Still, sometimes
I hear her voice

on whispering pines
on the river's slopes
In the infinities of space
she speaks

I can't rid my mind
of her poetries
and I don't even
want to

Still, my mind will
always fly
No teardrops
except of supreme

sweetness will fall
I will never let
her out of my mind
Forevermore