Poem -

dreaming state

There is a door i can see
Not to far
Nor out of reach
To open up a new world for me
It's beautiful on the outside
Looking in
It's partly open
Inviting me in
The sound of tenderness
Playing inside
A peaceful tune into the night
To walk closer
my mind and heart
In wonder
My imagination
seeks to find
A beautiful heart of a soldier
Waiting on the other side
His arms are open wide
A smile on his face to see
A wonderland of colours
I've only seen in dreams
To swim within a rippling lake
My weary legs
The steps they take
To touch his lips'
A kiss sort fair
Upon opening the door
My whole world awaits there
His beautiful face i see
A noble man is he
I've opened the door
To my new destiny
If only he was real
And apart of my reality
I'd be loving him
And he'd be loving me
Together to a beautiful song
We would be dancing you see
But upon opening the door
To my eternity
Opened my eye's from sleep
Away went my soldier
Back into my dream's
As the sun does rise
In the morning light
I hope to see
my soldier again tonight
When my day is through
And i close my eyes to sleep
I must remember
To walk faster towards my destiny
Open the door
With loving arms
And die within my dream's
Nothing in a dreaming state
Is as though it seems
I kissed a soldier
Within the rippling stream's.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good write dear Poetess Nardine, my applause, my vote

To swim within a rippling lake
My weary legs
The steps they take
To touch his lips'
A kiss sort fair
Upon opening the door
My whole world awaits there
His beautiful face i see
A noble man is he

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you so much my brother in poetry, much love to you sir williamsji, nardine xx

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