Poetry For Everyday People
Sanity
What I long for
seems unreachable
not of this world
yet glimpses and
flashes appear as
I write,
butterfly words on pages
flap their wings
going nowhere without
eyes,
where else can
a man dream forever.
seems unreachable
not of this world
yet glimpses and
flashes appear as
I write,
butterfly words on pages
flap their wings
going nowhere without
eyes,
where else can
a man dream forever.
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Sanity
Sanity