Lost
Lost
adrift, asleep, away from you,
mirrors reflect a fairy's hue
of silver plates and golden cues;
in milky land they brush the cake
as brides shiver of vows to take.
on wands and toes sings a rose
while rivers make an ocean prose.
when sunsets fall as they gleam
and sunrise come all in beam
a lady rolls in bed to reach
what angels fail for her to teach
and then she sighs in morning smile
such wonders wait along the mile.
adrift, asleep, away from you,
mirrors reflect a fairy's hue
of silver plates and golden cues;
in milky land they brush the cake
as brides shiver of vows to take.
on wands and toes sings a rose
while rivers make an ocean prose.
when sunsets fall as they gleam
and sunrise come all in beam
a lady rolls in bed to reach
what angels fail for her to teach
and then she sighs in morning smile
such wonders wait along the mile.
posted by alfieping at 2:30 AM
1 Comments:
i like yer pic here, s'like you just had a nasty accident and your head was cut in two and you put on this big white adhesive to put it all together.
and smiling, despite it all.
;-)
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