Saturday

You are roaming, sailing on “our lake,”
While I, while I, dream twilight dreams,
Knowing your roaming is solitaire and alone;
I hide my soul from you, as I wait,
I wait to hear your dreams and hope
You find my bonfire on the shore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mcintosh Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 11:16 PM
Beautifully written. Love it. God bless you, sweet friend., Gina
Adams Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 10:00 PM
such a longing in this one...i hope your soul lights the way to that bonfire... nicely penned...it can be felt.... hugs
Callus Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 2:36 PM
Short, but lovely and full of feelings, Sunlite. I hope that your dreams will not come to naught, and your bonfire will draw his attention without much delay! Best regards // paul
Sands Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 2:15 PM
Wow, mysteriously written, but felt too. Well done Sunlite :)
Green Avatar
November 22, 2019 at 12:28 PM
This is sad and lonely my friend. Kind of breaks my heart but you never know, maybe that bonfire will be seen.
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