Our Blanket beneath The Stars
Come crawl into my mind tonight,
invade my dreamscape with your scent,
bring some candles and some sweet warm oils
and cool, cool drinks for when we're spent.
We'll take a path through deepest woods
and spread our blanket beneath the stars
that twinkle gently as the canopy sways,
and contemplate how love moves up on Mars.
In our dreams we'll shake off all constraints
and behold just how we wish our ways to be,
such a very pleasing place for all concerned
guarantees us both pure peace and harmony...
©Rhumour
March 30th 2011
<Deleted User> (8943)
Mon 4th Apr 2011 23:27
Hello again Dave,
I hear what you're saying about forced rhymes and when all's said and done these are your words, my opinion is only one & I'm by no means an expert nor can we please everyone all the time ;)
Still think it's a lovely piece all the same. Blanket in the woods - definitely!
With respect,
Petrova.