Dreams of the Death of Love
DREAMS OF THE DEATH OF LOVE
When a dream meets reality does love die?
When I dream of your caress I fly
Through the night so far above,
Pleasures undreamed of
Found in your
Love.
Nevermore
To kiss my sweet dove,
Gone the Laughter I belove.
Cold earth blankets your silent goodbye.
When a dream meets reality does love die?
Written 17/02/15
For Andrea Dietrich’s contest “An invented form”
Name for This form “hourglass”
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