Secret Dreams

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    Secret Dreams

    SECRET DREAMS

    The night is blue and the wind  touch my shoulders…

    …when I  remember you

    The river sounds and splash on my body…

    …when I remember you

     

    When I remember you, everything is magic

    …everything is perfect,

    …everything is just precious because,

    When I remember you… I am me.

    I am “me”  You are “you” We are “we”

    We are together,

    …When I remember you

     

    But  the night turns dark and the wind stop

    And the river quiets when  my dreams…

    …when my dreams  are gone

    Down the road of life.

     

     

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    mimetou commented on Secret Dreams

    08-14-2010

    The thought is a beautiful one so many share. This is a lovely poem for lovers.
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    JenWolfe commented on Secret Dreams

    06-28-2010

    This was very nice poem of love. Thank you for asking me to read it. I enjoy it a lot. Thanks Jen
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    Secretdreams

    06/29/2010

    Thanks a lot for commenting. I love it!

    Rhymer commented on Secret Dreams

    11-07-2009

    Nice write and I enjoyed the read. Your imagination is great so let the words flow.
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    oreo5560 commented on Secret Dreams

    09-29-2009

    I really loved your poem and could relate totally with what was being said and felt!
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    Secretdreams

    09/29/2009

    Thank you oreo for your comment. A lot of people could relate. I am planning to improve it a little bit later, according to some advices I got.

    Smith2Smith commented on Secret Dreams

    09-28-2009

    i understand you completely. this sounds like me. luv it!!!1
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    Secretdreams

    09/29/2009

    Thanks a lot for your comment.

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Secretdreams’s Poems (19)

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    n    		 67 08/02/2010
    Because I love you 10 07/26/2010
    Remember me 49 06/28/2010
    Love and Desire 7 05/31/2010
    When I close my eyes... I see 4 04/03/2010
    BELIEVE 4 04/03/2010
    THE GOLDEN YEARS 8 04/03/2010
    YOUR LETTERS 2 04/02/2010
    CONFUSION 3 03/01/2010
    WAITING 7 03/01/2010
    THE SWAN 2 03/01/2010
    Where my muse goes.... 2 01/31/2010
    Struggle of a Soldier 6 12/02/2009
    POETRY 12 11/12/2009
    AMERICA 6 11/08/2009
    FRIENDSHIP 4 10/08/2009
    SATURDAY NIGHTS 3 10/04/2009
    AS TIME GOES BYE 11 09/27/2009
    Secret Dreams 8 09/26/2009
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