Anabella In Dreams Poem by guillermo veloso

Anabella In Dreams



The winds passed
And clouds parted
Sadness passed though darkly
And my melancholy ground
In the grist mill of dreams
Her eyes are golden
Pain free and profound
A simple laugh and crinkled
Smile; I am free once more

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