In the dream I dreamt a dream.the woman of the crested isle era.
In the sail of my tour, the ship is of pure crystal gold.
The sea of glassy drizzling waters, the waves were splashes of diamond thunders.
Faires were our Crewmates, the captain is a Cherub and of love.
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............a beautiful poem....with beautiful imagery...thank you for sharing :)