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In my dreams, time has no limits
traveling past the crescent moon
I'm in your arms in mere minutes
in my dreams, time has no limits
sharing our journey in brief snippets
with the universe we are in tune
in my dreams, time has no limits
traveling past the crescent moon
traveling past the crescent moon
I'm in your arms in mere minutes
in my dreams, time has no limits
sharing our journey in brief snippets
with the universe we are in tune
in my dreams, time has no limits
traveling past the crescent moon
written for dVerse
hosted by Frank
writing a Triolet
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Dreams are eternal.
ReplyDeleteOooh lovely!
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me of the crescent moon and Venus in the sky last night as I walked home. I like the thought of the brief snippets of a shared journey.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteNicely done.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I love the imagery of the crescent moon on a crisp, cool night.
ReplyDeleteThis rather amazes me, as my poem this morning arose out of MY dreams, in which old lovers, now dead, have been visiting me.......wow. We are in tune, under the moon. I love that in dreams there are no limits. In dreams, I now achieve unfettered love with those in the past because, now dead, they can better understand my heart.
ReplyDeleteWhimsical and beautiful, those snippets shared in dreamland <3
ReplyDeleteBrief snippets indeed. Sometimes I wish my dreams would go on a little further.
ReplyDeleteI do love how you find those snippets... dreamlike and wonderful
ReplyDeleteI love the words and the cadence of this! Nicely done!
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