You were
sleeping
so deep,
sorry I did
awake you
but got up
like a morning bird
with a song
in my heart
I would like
to sing for you,
but this silent song
never touched my lips,
instead it was flowing
through my body.
You were sleeping,
but a waterfall
streamed down
the dreamy mountain
and splashed you
freshly cold,
awaking
sleepy bushes
and trees.
Haze of sleep
was in your mind
and the curtain
of dreamy worlds.
Wanted to reach
your unknown places,
but stroke them only.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Inge Offermann.
Published on e-Stories.org on 14.06.2010.
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