Form: Balassi Stanza
Skies of dusky pink clouds
Where the nightfall enshrouds
The river of floating dreams
I dare to think of you
And what if thoughts come true
You and me as water streams
Across our dangling feet
As slowly our lips meet
My wish then on floating dreams
©JG Farmer 2019
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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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