Perchance to Dream

Short poem, slightly amended since posting (thanks to Swep)


 

      Perchance to Dream - Stormwolf

 

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They found her three days later.
A strange half-smile,
still gentle upon her lips
confounding physiology.
As always,
the one to break the rules.
Her sightless eyes held no clue.
Only her special things around her
whispered of her yearning
to belong.

 

 

 

© stormwolf 2019
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l. 5, “the one to break the rules”

instead of “betrayed” perhaps

“spoke of her yearning” or

“whispered of her yearning”

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