Poem 093 When you go

02 Dec 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 093 When you go


When you go, away from me and dream of things, you long to be
I’ll be there, to hold you tight, to keep you safe, throughout the night

So when you go, to sleep, my dear, leave behind, your world and fears
and dream of things, you long to be, when you go, away from me

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