A poem #60 – We are only dreamers

She dreams of living in the fields,
and I in the sea.
Where flowers can grow up around her,
and waves lap over me.
She dreams of Love’s soft meadows,
as I bathe in her joyful tears.
But we are only dreamers,
dreaming away our years.

JP Collins

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