Poetry: Dreamland


You exist in a land of dreams.

A new dream.

One that hasn’t happened for me just yet.

One I am not ready for.

I know.

One night when I close my eyes.

The dream will come.

I will see you again.

In another time.

In another place.

In a place of dreams.

Where you will be.



Frozen in time.


Just for me.


About Maison Moonchild

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Halloween enthusiast. She has a special interest in communications and writes for pleasure and profession. She moonlights as a metaphysical maven with a knack for creating magical crystal jewelry and holiday accessories.
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