FROM WEST TO EAST
This purple sky says something to me. From West to East you have built a bridge. You say it's not a mirage sailing through the sea. I say it's a rainbow on the sky's knee. You say it's not another mirage of a ghost tree. I say today's sky says something to me. Yesterday's mirage jumped to flee. You say do hear my steps from West to East! I say if your silver sea is my fantasy. You say it's not a mirage riding to flee.
Topic(s) of this poem: romantic