Utopia
Fly away on the white wings of dreams,
To a place far and free.
A place where the red rose of love comes without the thorns of pain.
A place where hatred is nothing but a crimson stain.
A place where jealousy burns no more,
And the stab wound of hate is nothing but a sore.
A place where tragedy is nothing but a play.
And the brilliant glow of a smile,
Is always there to stay.
Copyright © Lyda Louis | Year Posted 2015
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