Gamble On A Dream

 Is this a dream
Or just some dramatic change of scene
Something spiritual
Has blessed my soul
This hand was never meant to fold
Not even for the rich mans gold
I look at love
As if it was a gamble
A certain memory
Reminds me
Why I always ramble
Headed elsewhere
Where life and love
Make sense
It’s a place
With a deepness dense
That it could only exist
Between a dream
Or in a simple kiss
Where else would seem
 Like a home where
Happiness hints
BeLove © 2017

 

 

 

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