Ariel by Moonlight

She doesn't come to me often in dreams,
A couple of times which didn't end well,
But she showed up last night, standing
In front of me, lovely as she was the last
Time I saw her, and dressed in unusually
Colorful clothes. She said, 'Hi. I can't stay, '
And then I awoke. A dream altogether
Too much like reality. When will she
Come? Why can't she stay? Why did
I have to wake up?



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-11-07 at 00:27

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