sometimes dreams are all we have...
o, night, night, step ever softly,
when the star is still a wink young,
so that we, of the stumbling sect
can wet our warmth a touch strong...
...then, curl, curl your smoky mist,
and lend us dreams of distant tract,
that we may revel in our rest
and be with pleasure once dressed !
Poetry by INDRAN REDDY
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Written on 2005-10-16 at 15:23
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o, night, night
o, night, night, step ever softly,
when the star is still a wink young,
so that we, of the stumbling sect
can wet our warmth a touch strong...
...then, curl, curl your smoky mist,
and lend us dreams of distant tract,
that we may revel in our rest
and be with pleasure once dressed !
Poetry by INDRAN REDDY
Read 887 times
Written on 2005-10-16 at 15:23
Tags Dreams
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