Fire and Dreams Don'T Mix

5 am at your front door, past out from the night before,
Do you find me disrespectful?
What a shame it wasn't your place, I'm such a disgrace,
How could I be so forgetful?
 
I do remember 4 am when the fire still had an ember,
It was then I saw your cute face,
But it seems that it was just a dream,
As I ended up in a fiery brace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Agustin Avatar
March 3, 2024 at 11:27 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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February 5, 2016 at 4:24 PM
AIDAN, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. Always with LUV -- LINDA--
Palmer Avatar
January 2, 2013 at 6:53 AM
nice write Aidan
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