sometimes
in my dreams
your touch
is so real
that when I wake
I cannot accept
that your heart
isn’t there
beating
with mine.
©2017 what sandra thinks
sometimes
in my dreams
your touch
is so real
that when I wake
I cannot accept
that your heart
isn’t there
beating
with mine.
©2017 what sandra thinks
Liam Sullivan's Ideas and Reflections
Wordpress simulcast of the official A to Z Challenge blog
the fictional journal of Katie K.
“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou
Photos, art, and a little bit of LIT.
A Look on the Brighter Side of Life
Beautifully melancholic. Is that a word? Oh well. It is today. 😊
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Haha… yes… that’s a word. At least I think it is so it must be. 😛 And thank you…
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You’re welcome. I ask because I have a tendency to make up words to fit my need du jour. 😃
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I do, too… 🙂
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As if the English language isn’t confusing enough. 😃
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So bittersweet.
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Yes… the disappointing mornings. Please let me go back to sleep…
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💤💤
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awwwwww nice ~ but also sad ❤
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I think sadness and darkness are my specialties… with poetry, anyway. Thank you. ♥
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You nailed it. This is amazing. 💖💖💖
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Thank you so much! ♥
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Always!
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So beautiful and sad and tender. Lovely poem, Sandra.
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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