Last Night I Dreamt
I search your woods, I walk them long
Through every twilight mood and beat;
Sometimes, the mirage peals a storm
Or gushes rain as ferns entreat.
Last night the fireflies bright as stars
Pound on my chest like stones' mild tap
A whispered breeze speaks our memoirs
On hanging vines as buds unwrap.
Last night Contest
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Serious Category
7/31/13
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2013
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