There are dreamers
in the sunlight,
away from
beds of warmth.
Images and wonders,
a theater
of possibility,
performing behind
the eyelids
of modern
troubadours.
Poets in
moonlight,
but actors
by day,
weaving
fairytales
of color
in an age
imbuing
grey
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:45 PM UTC
There are dreamers
in the sunlight,
away from
beds of warmth.
Images and wonders,
a theater
of possibility,
performing behind
the eyelids
of modern
troubadours.
Poets in
moonlight,
but actors
by day,
weaving
fairytales
of color
in an age
imbuing
grey
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