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My heart is in bed

My heart is in bed
Sleeping.
Dreaming of blossoming flowers
And eternal sunshine.
Laying in the softest silk
Which can only be woven
Underground.
My heart dwells
In space.
But eludes void.
No one floats on the ceiling
For my dreams are enough.
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Linda Page More than 1 year ago
loved this poem
My heart is in bed, by Annette Dortilus 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 10 reviews.
Gary Bégin More than 1 year ago
dreams float and love conquers all
Sajag Mathur More than 1 year ago
beautiful work
ARUN MAZUMDER More than 1 year ago
fine
Liz Godfrey More than 1 year ago
I like the flow and the movement within the poem.
Benjamin Chongloi More than 1 year ago
feelings expressed in words nicely
Darlene Dai'Re More than 1 year ago
nice
Ritesh Singh More than 1 year ago
too good
CLINT 10 months ago
Good read
Rebecca Lyle 11 months ago
a wonderful write
Levell Brownlow More than 1 year ago
good job!!
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