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Sally A Bayan Mar 2020
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.)
Sally A Bayan Mar 2020
As if,
...wrapped in strands of golden thread,
shining...atop his spotless white steed
this knight came right to my front scape
as i stood by the garden...wind blew his cape
even as sun shone bright that moment,
sun, gold and white almost had me blinded.

his blue-greenish eyes stared long
as if he already knew me
as if he was to swoop me
as if i needed rescuing,

but, in a swish of wind blowing,
his golden cape flapped...shielding
him...he and his steed's muffled neighing,
were swallowed by the leaves' rustling

he vanished...in a few second's whiff
as if, gobbled by the wind...t'was so brief
something i forgot...a thought made me stiff
oh...what a waste, what a shame,
i didn't get to know my knight's name...

Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 20, 2020
(a work of fiction)

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