The River

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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