MY TRUE COLORS
http://poopsiestruecolours.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-colours-thursday-snow-white.html
http://poopsiestruecolours.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-colours-thursday-snow-white.html
WHITE
WHITE BILLOWS.
Blissfully the bedding billows,
Shimmering sheets and perfect pillows,
Wafting the lady to a sleep
Dreamless, peaceful, dark and deep.
Bright the honey-coloured skin
Enhancing the white bed she's in.
Curtains blowing in a breeze
Which wafts a tiny tendril-tease.
Oh that all our nights could be
As perfect as this one we see!
*
Not such a peaceful sleep here:
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/281-foot-where.html
See tomorrow's blog for a ferry ride.
WHITE BILLOWS.
Blissfully the bedding billows,
Shimmering sheets and perfect pillows,
Wafting the lady to a sleep
Dreamless, peaceful, dark and deep.
Bright the honey-coloured skin
Enhancing the white bed she's in.
Curtains blowing in a breeze
Which wafts a tiny tendril-tease.
Oh that all our nights could be
As perfect as this one we see!
*
Not such a peaceful sleep here:
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/281-foot-where.html
See tomorrow's blog for a ferry ride.
2 comments:
I love this poem and the picture matches it to perfection!
What sweet dreams she must be having! Or not. Maybe just sweet sleep.
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