Sunday, December 10, 2006


She sits in the morning coolness strong brew with a touch of sweetness for the days start feeling the warmth begin from the sun’s rise Pondering upon love and the plan of the day thoughts to keep the dreams alive for deep within a lonely soul she still believes in fairy tales Trying several times to kill the dreams of passion burning the pages of ink would they would disappear but they still come just as day light rising to great the tormented soul None in the her land understands exactly what she means though far off a man from a different world seeing her dreams, inspires her She dubs him her Muse and prays he never goes away for a light has shown through her darkened world and she vows to protect the flickering glow for peace has come to the lady of dreams ~Lady of Dreams and Her Muse, by Patricia Gale~

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