Oceanic Dreams

October 19, 2007 § Leave a comment

He covers my body at night,
A blanket once so tight
Draped around my skin,
I hardly could breathe in
The suite of stale air
Tonight, I am lying here bare,
Dreaming of my inner child
Roses are growing wild-
In my secret garden
Surrounded by children,
I laugh as we hold hands.
And spin in the sands.
Falling down on our knees,
We gather in three’s.
Then, two’s,
We search for clues.
In the deep ocean
All this extra emotion
Carries me, alone-
Solely with the unknown.

 

© Sonya Rose

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