I wonder what in this world
could ever be worth a thought
from you, or me...if it were not
about love........if it weren't
......because of love...
long, long hours of late nights,
make me think of that huge
world that parts us two,
boundless lands and oceans,
i span them all, to be with you
.....just......to be with you
my wings take me to neverland...
there, where all my dreams are fulfilled,
where grass is always fresh, never dry.,
where sunshine never hurts my eyes
and skin...no immeasurable seas and
boundless lands...just cool streams,
and fields of green, gold and amber,
and by the bend is where love resides,
you're always there...i never have to wait...
yet, I know my truths...just a taste,
just a preview of my own prairie,
.................my own Utopia...
a few minutes of being daft,
.........................why not?
Sally
©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 25, 2020
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 11:05 PM UTC
I wonder what in this world
could ever be worth a thought
from you, or me...if it were not
about love........if it weren't
......because of love...
long, long hours of late nights,
make me think of that huge
world that parts us two,
boundless lands and oceans,
i span them all, to be with you
.....just......to be with you
my wings take me to neverland...
there, where all my dreams are fulfilled,
where grass is always fresh, never dry.,
where sunshine never hurts my eyes
and skin...no immeasurable seas and
boundless lands...just cool streams,
and fields of green, gold and amber,
and by the bend is where love resides,
you're always there...i never have to wait...
yet, I know my truths...just a taste,
just a preview of my own prairie,
.................my own Utopia...
a few minutes of being daft,
.........................why not?
Sally
©Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 25, 2020
(pardon the mushy write, fellow poets, it's my way of coping
with my fears...seems the virus is closing in on the whole world.)
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