The Mirror Of My Dreams

Beneath this April rain
so tender and warm

let me wander
and navigate

like a vagabond reflection
on the rippling blue ocean
of your mesmerizing eyes

through the shimmering mirror
of my twilight dreams

by Nizamettin Esen Haymanali

Comments (2)

Beautiful poem that really draws you in, and you feel the relief at the end...
nicely written..thanks; -) Denise