Sagging Dreams
Blown into tiny smithereens
Festooned with velvet drapes
A nightly dream, what could it mean
Holding the fast escape
Waiting to meet another sun
Dreams lined up the clothesline
Sagging to revive unread plan
Let free my confined mind
Date: March 30, 2015
Copyright © Noel Villarosa | Year Posted 2015
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