Short, Not Sweet Poem by Brian Sonberg
Short, Not Sweet
Why sing so softly,
When the world is so loud?
Tread on my eggshells,
Let you sleep,
Dream of far off lands
With nameless faces
And hands; Not mine.
Smile in your reveries,
Turn over to spare my pain;
To hide your desire,
Of some other flame.
It's okay every now and again
To let my thoughts roam.
With my eyes closed tight enough,
You appear to still be my friend.
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