Green Eyes
A girl with wavy curls
of black hair down her back
and emerald green eyes
boring deep into my soul-
haunts me
each night
I am sleepwalking I say
please wake me up
from this unending
task of determening
reality
and a fantasy world.
She has creamy white skin
and a splash of freckles over her nose.
I can't help but wonder if she is from
my past--some relative I have met
in a time before-
or is she someone I will meet
in the future-
someone who is part me
part him.
Is this just silly thoughts that come
to me late at night to comfort me
when I am oh so lonely_
whomever she is-
for now, she is mine.
She turns and looks at me
just as the sun is rising at her back-
-and she smiles
And in that smile I see
Love
-Dawn Cooper Volkman
5 comments:
This is great Dawn. It's good to have you back in the blogging world... Hope all is well.
That was beautiful, Dawn. I think you should keep writing. You're very creative and always have been. And sometimes it helps others to see your vulnerability in your writing and in your life. Love you!
You are extremely talented, Dawn! don't worry about always being depressing... sometimes that's just how it goes!
Dawn, That was truly beautiful. You are such a talented person and so thoughtful and caring. I miss you. Stop by and see me sometime. I would love to talk.
That gave me goosebumps...very beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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