Drifting to sleep, my eyelids comply and they close. Eyes shut but my mind is running like crazy, weaving my dreams for tonight. Not surprisingly I see you there. You never leave my thoughts during the day, why would it be any different at night?
Friday, July 15, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Once in a While - by Joyce Angelica Verdad
Whisper my name as you touch my cheek
and after you pull it back
I can still feel its warmth
gaze into my eyes as you continue to talk
Seeing Nonsense - by Joyce Angelica Verdad
When around you
I see ants dancing in circles
doing the tango around a bright yellow mango.
Poem 20 - by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I Can Write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, "The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance."
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