Jan 2019
A Dream of a sun
beating down on our bodies
skin sweating
as we laugh
fatuous days
going by
as we smile
Perfect tranquility
But I woke up...
beating down on our bodies
skin sweating
as we laugh
fatuous days
going by
as we smile
Perfect tranquility
But I woke up...
Things never last forever. I love poems with bittersweet endings because they reflect reality more than anything else.
