I’m lying on the ocean
and I’m dreaming about you.
Will you be my prince?
The one who
brings me sunflowers.
The one whose words
reach my heart.
The one who
brushes my hair aside.
The one who is
the sun on cloudy days.
The one who
can make me laugh.
Who wants to see a smile
on my face.
Will you be the one?
who cares what I feel
who listens what I say
who remembers what I like
who knows what I want.
Will you be my knight?
or another
episode
meaningless
dust
on my eyelash
that
uninvited
tried to come in
through the locked door
© W. Donovan
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Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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I love the last six lines, particularly the comparison!
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Brutally honest, isn’t it? 😀
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Gorgeous poem. Great ending
dust
on my eyelash
that
uninvited
tried to come in
through the locked door
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Thank you!
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My pleasure 🙂
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From fairy tales, we wish for true love, but sometimes our “white” knight brings darkness never intended.
Thank you for following my writing. I plan to read more of yours.
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I know that things aren’t always how they look…
You’re welcome. 🙂
I hope you like my blog.
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