Poetry: Dreams are . . . - by Cristina Miller

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by Cristina Miller

Created on: June 17, 2008

THE SHIP OF DREAMS

The wind is opening
The ship of dreams
The sea is floating
On amber skies
I see you through the blue
And I taste you in the sea
With troubled eyes
Of lonely clouds.

The wind is holding you
In his game and mine,
The ship is breathing
And the dreams hurt
Your light is far
Your blue is lost in time.

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