sleep tight my poet
for in your dream world you go
colouring your sphere
whose fleeting tenure not break
with wild realm of reality
the kiss of the muse
and so inspiration comes
a slumbering thought
curdles long life in short time
pleasure, pain, faith, hope and love
I never believe in dreams
they were just for kids, they seem
like one of their childish games
but you came and I’m in flames
I’m still smiling with that beam
now I believe in daydreams
hoping you are my mainstream
my heart you have inflamed
dreams to be with you
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[…] Follow Your Dreams by Lady Lee Manilla […]
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“…now I believe in daydreams” How lovely is that. I too wrote about passion, love and lust this week, though of a slightly different kind I admit 🙂
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thank you 🙂 I like your blind love, too!
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Gracias.
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That is lovely. From disbelief to embracing the dream.
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thank you, Irene 🙂
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what a beautiful and passionate poem, Lady Lee!
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thank you, Charli 🙂
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