Abstract Poem by Nina gáspari

Sweet dreams intertwined
to realistic illusions of mine
Soft words connected
to random thoughts I have neglected
Counting all the pretty blessings
Taking place in one´s guessing
Dancing in the dark, at an empty room
Dancing to the sound of the flowers in bloom
You say my life and my feelings
Are way too abstract
I agree with you not,
Since love´s all that i´ve got
Nothing´s abstract
When you know life´s more than
A mere fact.