Conflicting schedules never allowed us to meet
Although we yearned for each other ‘neath patched blankets with the moon peering in
Each encounter, short, sweet left me longing for you
Your intoxicating lucid dreams, your nostalgic visions of the past
My eyes have grown weary, tiresome and teary
Your touch has faded off my lids
I seek the embrace of someone else
But no one unhinges me much like you do
Hey Mr. Sandman
Bring me a dream
To tame my broken spirit
Please Mr. Sandman
Bring me a dream
Now is my time to sleep
G47,
Nice feel to this...with some good turns of phrase.
Thanks,
Peter
thanks for reading and commenting Peter
Lana
Interesting Lana, quite interesting!
K.Q.
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Interesting Lana, quite interesting!
How so Khalida?
I reaq it, kept me awake.
the first 8 lines were my favorite....
Sorry Merc thanks for reading though
Thanks frost42_24 for reading and commenting...
your feedback is much appreciated