Visionary Poem by Rylan Ollivier

Visionary



Interested in hope as a dream-to-be?
Welcome such beauty and soon you'll see.
Surely the room isn't black when it's night,
Nor welcome is death to a young man's plight.
O, long chestnut hair, dangling against the back,
Send us the glances dance, and someday look back.

Saturday, October 8, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,hair
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