Louis Borgo

Freshman - 620 Points (01-06-1988 / Cleveland County, NC)

All A Dream - Poem by Louis Borgo

a song of purification rip her lips,
like thunder on a mountain,
that whisper oh listen...
thoughts of passion,
past my window
that thumb like red hill and paul,
let me be your intervention,
breath of sinking ships stomping out my breath,
amber of shield,
that gave me my own free will,
I'm am here,
the power of such search light that
clash with the night,
oh were are you? ,
but no sign of my dear
the sun have start to pray on the night,
soon it be sun rise but where is my dear
forever more...,
as seconds turn to hours and days past
i sit around wonder if it all was
a dream.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 19, 2011


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