Dreaming Sparrows

WP_20141005_23_08_37_Pro If we leave tonight,

Then we leave, all behind


 Dreamt of else-  


There, the beauty has no lines


Father time befuddled by wine

Fairy pools hiding music halls

Juxtaposing rhyme un- hindered,

 By reason and line.


Honey trickle, burning skin;

My little sparrow,

Fly down the hall,


 this life in.

Posted as part of the daily post ‘Dreamy’ challenge.



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