bwooie

she dreams of the same sun the same sun that lights the same morning she wakes up to she dreams in the same bed in the same room illuminated by the same moonlight and the same night sky that's accompanied by the same stars. she dreams of the sad song of a lonely bird while her same radio plays the same tunes of yesteryear she dreams of the scent of a newborn puppy while she smells the same sweet fragrance of the dried rose petals in her palms she dreams of the salty taste of her skin as the ocean breeze blows softly in her face she dreams of all the things she sees,touches,and feels she has no new dreams to fulfill - 03 October