Mar 8, 2014, 10:34 AM  

Condemned 

  Poetry » Landscape
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In the forest of my dreams...

Sleeps the coolest... ray of rays.

 

As I lay on a low-cut down tree

I snap all the sounds, as I nap in the lee

Now, after the storm has passed over

All I want... is my soul to uncover...

 

Dressed in black, feet to face

With gothic, long hair

I open my eyes, tired and silver

Imagining the whole world undressed...

 

And there's  the other scene -

me on the ground,

facing the wind

listening to the sound... endlessly!

 

In the forest of my dreams

Sleeps the liffeless... end of a dream!

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