That you might dream of me
Tightrope tiptoeing through fields of green
Just a hint of a smile
Like the way sunlight is caught on the receding tide
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Oooooh! Your lines! The word ~exquisite~ comes to mind… otherwise… I am speechless... “… and with an exaggerated sweep of my hand and arm remove my feathered chapeau… “
I wonder at words, everyday uses Delight filled dreams, creative mind strokes The artist hands, without the brushes Paint-less paintings, effortless images evoked A knight of night, awaiting A dream of dreams, un-quenched Be still, oh beating heart My love remains, entrenched Need I say more?