Sweet Dream

Voice calls gently in the night mind awakens lucid flight gazing from Orion's shores Angels open dreamscape doors shadows cross the face of Mars lovers count the falling stars Sun evokes a gentle breath to mark another twilight's death awaken dreamer to morning's light dreams rest silent til birth of night

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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