Daydream by the SeaA Poem by Carrie Manor
Who can say?
What if true love does exist
in the medial of her bosom?
Is this smile,
she feels crawling across her visage
just a folly,
whence she sees him passing by?
She sits by the clement sea,
many a’time a day.
And watches the ferries all pass down and by.
And watches the sails unfurl before the wind.
Some days he sits, and joins her company.
When he looks upon her,
with those placid, light blue eyes,
with teeth of lustrous white,
The sky before her is his eyes.
The supple white clouds are those teeth.
The ships and boats?
They are she and he.
though it be just another daydream.
A wish, that he would carry,
her, across the sea.
Upon the rippling waves...
Thence she sadly sighs,
© 2011 Carrie Manor
AboutBonjour! My name is Carrie Manor. Believe it or not but I’m eighteen years old. I’m not to particular fond of computers or the internet, but I enjoy this opportunity to share my writing a.. more..