Wanting to be lead again to the place where dreams came true
The sweet sight of roses and droplets of honey dew
Roses have withered but the fragrance still lingers
My mind still resounded by your sweet whispers
Days have gone by, dont see you anymore
No regrets no memories that are sore
While dreams of you I see
Dream a little dream of me
7 comments:
For all you perverted minds out there, this is just a poem.
author n title of the poem pls - i thought that this one was in "Panaroma - A selection of poems". But it was not...
Whatever it was.. it was really beautiful! Author and tiltle??
Thank you. The author is myself.
Title unknown :)
Nice little talent you have!
Keep it up!
:)
Beautiful! I could totally relate to the feeling in the poem :)
thank you all for appreciating my poem :)
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