i dream of a love
not like any other,
of a man for me,
to laugh with and
a shoulder to cry on,
when i'm feeling blue,
a man i could
stargaze with at night,
a love like that
of romance novels,
a person to hold hands with,
and i could hug in the cold
winter nights,
my little dream lover,
i'll wait until the sun dies
and the moon takes over.
YOU ARE READING
silent thoughts
Poetryand her words rolled out like silk from soft, rosy lips, everything lifeless is alive, wilted flowers are risen, the skies are clear, and there is peace - daisies
