Sequestered misty
enraptured dreams
flicker on horizons
far.
Just out of reach
beyond my clouds.
Of vanishing moonbeams
afterglow.
Hidden in a mist
of stardust's gleam
twilit melodies
abound.
In rahpsody
fulfillment filigree
of woven wishes
heart disavows.
Burnt candle's wick
at both ends.
A lesson learned
it will not hold.
No touch, no taste
nor scent unfolds.
Within solaced
dreamless clouds.





I could just imagine George Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" playing in the background as I read this lovely piece, Sweetie. Well penned...serene & misty. Good luck in Zayra's contest, my Friend.


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