You and I

A Poem By Mica Irjo // 4/7/2017

In my dreams, I race very fast,
In my dreams, I flee from my past.
In my dreams, towards the future I run
In my dreams, we’ve only just begun.

Of every soul I’ve ever met,
You are my favorite, as of yet.
And even now when you are gone,
My love for you goes on and on.

And after all these years, my friend of old,
You still have that heart, made of gold.
And after all these years that we’ve been bound,
I realize my heart had been lost, then found.

Comments

I really like this!! Sweet

I really like this!! Sweet and well done. I love the last line. :)

Also, welcome to ApricotPie!!

Damaris Ann | Sat, 04/08/2017

"The lines and verses are only the outward garments of the poem and are no more really it than your ruffles and flounces are YOU. The real poem is the soul within them . . . and that beautiful bit is the soul of an unwritten poem. It is not every day one

Thank you!

THank you so much, I'm glad you liked it! And thanks for the welcome! :)

Mica Irjo | Tue, 04/11/2017

WELCOME, FRIEND!

MICAAAAAAAA!
So glad you joined! As I had said before, this poem is just so well done and it really resounds through me. The simple beat has this nostalgic feel, if you get me (and you may know you're like the only one who does), and the words are so beautiful.

Welcome, welcome, welcome, friend!

Madalyn Clare | Wed, 04/12/2017

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano

AWWW I LOVE IT WHEN THERE ARE

AWWW I LOVE IT WHEN THERE ARE FRIENDS ON HERE TOGETHER! It makes comments so much fun to read. :-D

Damaris Ann | Wed, 04/12/2017

"The lines and verses are only the outward garments of the poem and are no more really it than your ruffles and flounces are YOU. The real poem is the soul within them . . . and that beautiful bit is the soul of an unwritten poem. It is not every day one

Haha Mica and I have known

Haha Mica and I have known each other for years so this is fun!

Madalyn Clare | Thu, 04/13/2017

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano

Lovely poem! Welcome to

Lovely poem! Welcome to ApricotPie!!!! I really enjoyed reading this heart-felt piece. Thank you!

Libby | Thu, 04/13/2017

"Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening,' and then proceed to tell you why it isn’t."

"Oh, I'm sorry...did the middle of my sentence interrupt the beginning of yours?"

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