Through the Mist of a Lovers dream
she fades away, ,
into a world all her own, ,
comforted in warmth found
in Nature's scenes.
Returned unto her Home
Touch the Dream
feel the sigh within
Touch the dream
live it over again.
~~~End~~~
~~~~~~~~ Tripped on a Branch of life, next time, I'm Taking the Guided tour ~~~~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem