Poem: Dreaming

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #5.)

You move like a river
fluid curves rippling
with dangerous currents
below sun-sparkling waves

You make me believe
in genies and wishes –
if I rub you just right
will my dreams come true?


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