I Loved a Dreamer on the Haziest of Mornings
A poem from my first published book A RAY OF SIGH: The Eternal Circle Where You and I Reside
I loved a dreamer this morning,
His dark hair, and the darkness of his brows,
His dark eyes, and the darkness of his visage,
Though pale, as pale as the palest spring,
I loved that dreamer on this, the haziest of mornings!
I loved a dreamer this morning,
His loneliness, and his longings,
His tape player recordings,
Though short they were, as short as the shortest spring,
I loved that dreamer on this, the haziest of mornings!
I loved a dreamer this morning,
His velvet pants, and the velvet on his jacket,
The pastel on his hands tucked in his pockets,
Though crestfallen, and melancholy,
I loved that dreamer on this, the haziest of mornings!
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About the Creator
Meri Utkovska
My name is Meri and I am a writer, photographer, artist, and author of the book A RAY OF SIGH: The Eternal Circle Where You and I Reside.
Discover more of my work on my website: https://mutkovska.wixsite.com/arayofsigh
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