"The colour of a dream" - poem
"The colour of a dream"
She came straight from the sea foam
Appears often in a dream
Always hearing "Leave me alone!"
"Are you there? Where have you been?!"
Does this colour intimidate well?
It is not red neither blue
I don't know if I can tell
The last stork yawned and suddenly flew
To be clear he's flown away
It was getting cold, so sad
I don't know if I could stay
Although roses were dark red
Dreamed of woman all in white
Round eyes and delicious chin
Makes me always blurry sight
I forgot that I could win
I won, of course I know that
It's enough I had a dream
Goosebumps still being on my neck
Do you know what I mean?
Kangie
01.09.2024