Ethereal Poem by eve Taylor
Ethereal
One day,
but probably not,
they'll be able to see,
a wonderful beauty,
in a lovely way,
where nothing matters,
but lilac scented breezes,
that scatter drying leaves,
while days never seem,
drawing along long,
as living seems real,
never ceasing to be,
a wanting for an ending,
that never comes.
Sunday, November 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,poetry
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