POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
I was reaching for a dream
A figment of my imagination
I was reaching for love and pillow talk
I was reaching for arguments and make up sex
I was reaching for long walks and holidays together
I was reaching for surprise parties and baby clothes
I was reaching for a dream
A figment of my imagination
I was reaching for you
Silvana und Ulf auf Weltreise
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all the trinkets of the day
One Poem Per Day
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By Tracey L. Bhattarai
The daily adventures and mental meanderings of a teacher, writer, mother, and life long learner
Small wins for the discreetly radical environmentalist, in French and English
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mentalnotes1 
very nice poem
Thank you 🙂
How great it will be, to find that, as the persona longs to reach the focal point, the focal point as well, anticipates to reach the persona–Energy in reciprocity, it’s something always priceless.🙂✊🏿
Priceless indeed! Reaching! ❤