Okay, poetry workshop poem. Enjoy, tear it apart, etc. *hides* Suggestions, comments and crit welcome. I've been told it's not so subtle in places. What do you think?
Dreams and Fantasy
Let me know, darling, when you dream,
. . . . . . . . . . so that I may sketch your face into the shadows
and draw your eyes in the stars. Whisper your secrets,
. . . . . . and your sweet nothings into my ear, darling,
so that I may carve them into stone and tree. And when you have nothing left,
. . . . . .let me tell you of a dream where the sun never sets and the swans
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . never fly home for winter. Where our love will never fade,
and where you and I may live forever, but.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Didn’t you once tell me that some things
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . were never meant to last?
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . And that that was the beauty of the world?
Yet, we, you said, were not awake to the rest of the world,
. . . . . . . . . that there was more to it than dreams and fantasy.
Let me know, darling, when dreams clash with reality.
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