DREAMING…..Limmerick
My dreams rise before me
Long nights stave off
loneliness
On my back I move to the
furthest of places….
My projections are real and
limitless
I am senseless in my
efforts therein.
Not sentiment, emotion or
fear stands in my way
I wonder away far far away……
I behold the most heroic of
welcomes there.
All bow to me and all I need
I get
That’s not just as good as
it gets
Respect flunks me,
Beauty loves me
Wit seems to be my breath
And death so far away…..
How I wish this were not
just a limerick!!!!!!!
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