Sometimes – For Dakota
Sometimes I dream a poem.
Sometimes I paint a dream.
Sometimes I dance the unspoken,
And sometimes my smile is a poem of a dream.
In the springtime of love
We long for each other
But in the harvest
There is no longer any we.
Art by Caroline Atkins
Comments
still dreaming, still dreaming…..
Sometimes I still dream of you, DearOne
Me too dear Dakota.
Tony
This is so lovely. I don’t even remember seeing it before. And its not dated, so it floats in time, like our once and future love.
Dakota