LOVE, SO ELUSIVE
Where’s the place where lovers escape,
and where plans of the heart take shape?
Where is undying love supremely crowned?
Is it found just in dreams?
It’s as I sleep, tucked in my bed,
that’s where I dream of being wed.
Where’s this undying love deemed to be found?
Sound asleep, in my dreams.
2016-08-04
P. Wanken
Written for Poetic Asides Form Challenge: Byr a Thoddaid
echoes from the silence 
Dream on for now, my beautiful friend, but take my word for it: he’s on his way.
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Ah, but when it awakens, watch out! Beautiful poem.
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Where’ve you been, kid? Are you alright? Mosk
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