I want to stretch out across the sheets
in the morning, after you rise
Run my fingers through my mind
unshackling all thoughts
Chase the voyeur that lurks
unmediated through my noesis
And breathe freely
on this bed of dreams...
Poem On Fame – Lantern Poem
5 years ago
2 comments:
I love your line of thought :)
Thank you! Nothing like having the bed to one's self! :)
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