I want to surround myself with beauty.
I want to set my camp amongst the stars.
I want to glide down the English hills.
I want to let the butterflies gather around my head.
I want a crown of flowers instead of gems.
I want to paint watercolor silhouettes.
I want to play my favorite musical instruments.
I want to sing my heart out onto these pages.
I want to listen to nature's symphony.
Can you please let me keep dreaming.
Let me dream of ancient ruined castles.
Let me run my hands against their timeless stones.
I just want to see sights that I have never encountered before.
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Threads of Words
PoetryThese poems are simply my emotions. Most of these poems are fictionalized while some are loosely based upon my own experiences. I never thought that I would express my feelings and aspirations with anyone but myself. I surprised myself when I starte...