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.

P. Wanken

Written for Poetic Asides Form Challenge: Byr a Thoddaid


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