Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Astral Love

imagination stirs the fire,
her loving form i see,
a wraith of my willed desire,
an yes she comes for me,
for we are linked across the waves,
and far away is she,
me flying aint too good today,
just start swimming soggily,
perhaps i better get some wings,
Pacafic flight 4 ye?

Don Johnson

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Debbie Duncan January 12, 2013 at 7:04 AM Well this is a nice one Don,,,, but I like the way you write ;}

Lori Lucas Mcclure January 8, 2013 at 6:29 PM Nice write! enjoyed the read! ------Lori

Russell Sivey January 8, 2013 at 4:14 PM Ha ha, this is a cleverly written poem my friend! I thoroughly enjoyed reading this dynamic and incredibly wondrous write this evening! What a significant and delightful piece, I loved this poem Don! Great Work!!