The Night’s Dream – August 20, 2020

Doree Grief, life, love, poetry August 27, 2020August 27, 2020 1 Minute

The air picks up

You come along with it

Wrestling and flapping

I can even hear your faint scream

In the tatters of

Of the night’s

Dream

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Published August 27, 2020August 27, 2020

Yleniaely says:

August 27, 2020 at 6:03 am

Wonderful and intense poem, I’m fascinated! ♥️♥️♥️🤗

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1. Doree says:
  
  August 27, 2020 at 11:48 am
  
  Thank you Ylenia. 🤗❤️
  
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  1. Yleniaely says:
    
    August 27, 2020 at 11:49 am
    
    😘❤️❤️❤️
    
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masercot says:

August 27, 2020 at 11:00 am

Sweet!

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