Sweet Dreams

In our dreams, our minds begin their journeys,

bringing us to castles, and hawks

and light drifting, flickering

down empty corridors of stone

and perhaps a lover’s breath

on our cheek

to hide us from the dragon’s wrath,

as our spirits learn to rest

we breathe easier.

Sweet dreams.

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Poetry Β© Copyright 2017, ancient skies

 

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