These eyes, freshly awaken,
From a landscape of truth
Riddled in mystery-
Images, floating within my dreams,
Speaking to me…. through me….
Oh these eyes that linger so
Upon the threshold of my pain
And joy,
Flying upon wings of peace,
Bleeding flesh blood into the sky-
Leaving red puffy clouds-
I am but a tie within the knot of my life
Releasing and rejoining
As these eyes flicker within the depths
Of REM-
And I, awake now, listen to the images
That float before me
With awe and understanding
Nicely penned!
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https://tenaciousbeliever07.wordpress.com/2019/02/08/she/
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Thank you. I will 🌀
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Thank you. Please check it out.
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