Teetering on the brink of sleep,
when fascination and fantasy
creep between the sheets
of the unmade bed of imagination,
I hold you close
and pray for dreaming.
when fascination and fantasy
creep between the sheets
of the unmade bed of imagination,
I hold you close
and pray for dreaming.
1 comment:
"The unmade bed of imagination" Brilliant. The whole of it so sweet
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