There is bright white star It seems so near that I could reach it And if i did what would it teach me What I really want to know Am I prepared to let go There is a figure in my dream It seems so real I want to be it I'll watch it dance in green and gold Then I'll catch it when it slows There is an ocean in her mind It seems so deep and dark I'll find It I'll sink till wonderful shadows grow And bask in its basin of turqouise glow There is a girl in my heart Her love so sweet that I can taste it I'll close my eyes so not to waste it receiving all that she will show The star her secret, The ocean her soul,
this poem is really beautiful. good job. i rally like the part about the dream. captures alot. good job again.
Thanks, yeah San Pedro cacti tend to stimulate the brain's appreciation for the spectrum and render you helpless to use them in poetry or music. CHEERS