Have you faded into another day,
only to linger with the night
where a thousand dancing dreams
kiss your brow.
I think daily of your smile,
imagine it's depth touching green eyes
as upon my eager mouth
your stare hungrily remains.
Towards each night I stumble,
barely managing to steady my feet
as they quickly - too quickly-
run into tomorrow.
You can never rush fate,
it's pace breathes by it's own beat,
and what we get, we know
we were always meant to gain.
So - with this in mind, I sleep,
as dancing dreams lean
towards my sun wearied brow
and administer their kiss.
17/8/08
A tender and capturing write, your lingering, dancing dreams - delight! *10*! ! A splendid read Viola! Best wishes, Friend Thad
Yeah it is a dream like existence itself is a illusory dream good poem................
This poem is full of hope and light for me, dream your dreams and realise them Chris x 10
Beautiful, a stage whisper, the most important part of the song is the softest spoken, and your economy of words has led me to your meaning: very straight forward, seldom seen.... and well named I might add.
This morning I woke early to see the sunrise and the cloudy skys, only to perchance read this poem. Dreams kiss your brow, day fade away, only to begin on the marrow. This reading left me happy of your work, yes I think it is true we are just another dream, , , , , thank you. BG
without dreams I don't know if i'd ever get through life..... so i know what it feels....
You can never rush fate, it's pace breathes by it's own beat, really cool lines...I love it Viola... this is great... you are a awesome writer! ! ! great job.Becca
full of clouded passion my dear, totally wicked... you satisfy my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow that was beautiful and very well written im favoriting it to my poem list