thought

broken sunlight
tattered dreams
things aren't always what they seem.
life's abound
bridging lies
beneath the spaces where time flies

sunlight splashing
on my face
summer's warm embrace
hugging cotton
chasing dreams
things aren't always what they seem.
​

 

NAMASTE


Wow!!!!!!!!!!!

 

sounds sorta like my poetry - good job

 

Love it!

 

Truly, this is excellent. Get thee to a publisher!

 

It's beautiful... you have a talent, make good use of it

 

Lovley. Makes me feel all warm and cuddly.