Sweet Dreams
Simply snuggling down gives birth to wishful thinking.
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I'm snuggling downInto bed...I'mAloneAgain.I think of youIn the velvet blue sky of nightDeep with diamondsLacing, twisting, turning, sparkling,Weaving songs throughout my dreams...Night jasmine fragrances that air;Honeysuckle remnants slowly fall upon the groundTo rise again another day.But there is other honey here,Honey for you...