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a sunbeam peeking into my bedroom
through the window’s pane
trying hard to reveal my secrets
without knowing it has censor panels.
Perhaps in the wildest of dream
anything is possible, under the blanket,
unless you become a partner in life
whoever it may be – even the sunbeam
doesn’t have the privilege to unveil.
anything is possible, under the blanket,
unless you become a partner in life
whoever it may be – even the sunbeam
doesn’t have the privilege to unveil.
14 comments:
Hello, lovely post and capture of the sunlight is pretty. Enjoy your week!
What a thought... I totally agree with you :)
If the sunbeam 'peaks' into my bedroom, I will close my face with a bed sheet and sleep more :P
Destination Infinity
A very beautiful capture!
The lines well written.
Eileeen and Indrani - The picture is not mine... you could see the source below the image
What a beautiful -- and thoughtful poem. I like the illustration as well.
Great picture ---and words to go with it.... Very INTRIGUING.
Hugs,
Betsy
Lovely words!
Those are lovely words to begin a wonderful day of hope and optimism.
Even the bright sunlight cannot know your dreams unless you decide to tell. ;)
What beautiful thoughts!
Beautiful use of words.
This is very good writing.
A beautiful capture!
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