Mayflower



I am sleeping
-- lipped to dreams --

feelings flicker within its mists
indefinite within deflectibility
nevertheless motions of needs

begging
to be released from dreams

begging
for the reality of rue yearning
for the kiss
of happiness;
the touch of the Rouser of Love

I awake
-- lipped to the Mirror --

white riddle
blurred
into whispered Word




Poetry by myra
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Written on 2005-07-02 at 21:45

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LurieJune
Myra this is wonderful!!!!"lipped to dreaams" I love this line! Searching for that kiss of true love that will let you know it's here...finally here for you to hold onto even when you are awake!!!! Very nicely done!!!!! ~Laura
2005-07-07


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
dreams - arr their presence hold us in the throes of life, dreaming at night, dreaming awake. words, softly throwing their beauty, their anguish, around as awake becomes reality.
poetry is cruising through your veins.
2005-07-02